Holding the PAST

Tomorrow, Nov 9, there will be a 'cousins gathering' at my sisters where we will connect with each other, especially with NZ cousins here for a visit.
I rooted out some items for display from my parents and grandparents time, but the items in this posting are ones from my own past mostly.

Incomplete set of saws (handle missing) which I used for many years, too proud to ask to use my husband's 'proper tools'.
Yes, I should throw them out, especially that tatty wrapper, but no, they are now in the end of my tool-box with 'good' tools from my art-college days!

Found in the same place as the saw-blades, these little spanners could still be useful. They remind me of the spanner I had for my roller-skates as a child.

Think this glasscutter is probably left-over from the stained-glass course I did around 2007. The one piece I completed is on the landing window where the mid-day sun comes between our house and the house next door to make coloured reflections for a short period each sunny day.

Two fairly worn paint-brushes. However these have gone into the tool-box also as it is handy to have scruffy brushes available that can be thrown out after use without a crisis of conscience about 'not taking the time to clean them'!

Plastic scabbard for secateurs. My experience is that any such scabbard that I have ever had has been a nuisance. I want to be able to 'pick up and use' the tool, not to have to extricate it from some protective device that is usually most awkward to manage with dirty gardening gloves on.

 Now here is something really useful - sandpaper lasts forever so long as it doesn't get wet (some actually does function while wet!)

Bag of rusty second hand nails - will I ever use them? Anyway they are in that tool-box, 'just in case'.

 Now these are valuable items, no idea how they got separated from the rest of my father's stuff. You can see his passport, and his documentation regarding his maritime career. There's a video I did to celebrate 100 years after his birth here . It gives an account of one of his voyages.


Another plastic bag, and scraps of perished rubber band.
Now this I did throw out!

This is a very nice 'clip board' with a vertical clip. Very useful, so I have stowed it away somewhere.
That was only about three weeks ago, but I've completely forgotten where I put it. Senior moments can be exasperating at times.

Day here is cold and very wet. Means no work in the garden, hence computer work instead. There's always a silver lining, even if I have to root for it.