Daft, sentimental things you hang on to

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speccy1

Guest
Bit of a lighthearted thread, but as per the title. What things do you keep and cherish, which are worthless to anybody else, but mean the world to you?

I`ll start with a few:

An old toolbox that my dad made before I was born out of scraps of wood and a piece of scaffolding pole as a carrying handle, he had it for years and years, and then when he hired a skip to clear the space for the conservatory to be built, the poor old thing was abandoned like an old sock! I couldn`t see it done, I rescued it and it`s in my garage now with pride of place:rolleyes:

When I was little, I always used to love helping my nan decorate the Christmas tree, I loved it, and naturally she had loads of lovely old decorations, one in particular was an old pipe, which was red and gold, and always had pride of place on the tree, and christmas wasn`t christmas until one of us had blown it and got a note out of it! I`ve still got it now, comes out every year, held together with cellotape and lost it`s tune, but it`s 70 years old and part of our family.

I have, and totally love, my grandad`s granddaughter clock. I`ve had it passed on to me and it`s just lovely, such a soothing tick to it and full westminster chime. He`s been gone 12 years now but every time it chimes he`s here with me, can`t get much more sentimental than that:okay:

The last immediate one is my Trek road bike. I`ve had it for years, and years, it`s worth nothing, but..... I did my first ever, and every club ride on it, did LEJOG on it, discovered TT`s on it, etc etc etc. It and I have so much history, and it could tell so many stories that I would never part with it, it means too much.

So peoples, what do you have?
 

Levo-Lon

Guru
The Wife
 

TVC

Guest
OK then, the sunglasses I was wearing when I got knocked off my bike.

They are scratched and abraded and are covered in blood. I had no trouble throwing everything else away that was trashed on that day but I can't bear to get rid of them. I think it's because the first thing I did when the noise and the violence ended, and I lay in the road was to pull off the glasses and look at them. It was seeing the condition they were in that gave me my first realisation that things were bad. It was only afterwards that the pain arrived and I undertook a full self system check to work out that everything was still working and pointing roughly in the right direction.

They are a direct link to a very significant moment in time for me and are an important relic.
 
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Garry A

Calibrating.....
Location
Grangemouth
A video tape.
In the early to mid nineties I had a big Sony camcorder and I took it to all the local events and family meet ups, birthday parties, holidays and the like. I used to get the rolling eyes and people asking why I bothered to bring the thing along and not wanting to be on film. Tonight, 20 years later I watched most of the VHS tape that everything was put on to. I saw a great many people that are no longer with us including grandparents, friends, regulars from my old pub and even old friends that have moved away or have been changed for the worse by life. I wish I had appreciated them more at the time and hope now I can do so with the people in my present life. I'd like to transfer the tape to digital format and share it with others that have loved ones in it and can make them smile when they remember them.
 

gbb

Squire
Location
Peterborough
My grandads oilstone box.
He was a master carpenter and chief of works at Bristol Docks probably in the 1940s 50s or 60s and could turn out dining tables, violins, all sorts.
The box is workmanlike but has a flower carved into its lid. I'll probably never use it, it has no value but it stays with me.
 

biggs682

Itching to get back on my bike's
Location
Northamptonshire
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Love the Giant and a great colour scheme

I have kept loads of bits that my daughter has made over the years along with all the fathers day cards she has sent to me
 
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Deleted member 1258

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Two plant stands, made by my late father in the late 1960's from scrap in the machine shop he worked in. I also have a small cardboard box in the wardrobe containing assorted small items that belonged to him. Plus a scrap book containing old family photo's, some dating back before the second world war, I scanned them into the computer a few years ago and created a DVD slide show of them and distributed copy's to other family members.
 
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