Daft, sentimental things you hang on to

[coffeejo]

I'm a bit of a hoarder so it's hard to work out what I keep because I genuinely want to and what I keep just because I can.

 

[Smithbat]

I have one grandfathers cap, he died thirty years ago but I can still smell the stuff he used to put on his hair. I have other bits from my other grandparents too. I also have the id band they put round my daughters leg when she was born, along with all the cards I received when I had her. I keep stupid things that Him Indoors has bought me too, it is nice just to look and smile.

 

[Creamcrackered]

I have a small tupperware jar of gravel I collected from the summit of the Ak Baital pass (4,655m) in Tajikistan, 10 years ago.

 

[Cubist]

I have s small meat paste jar containing a piece of cloth soaked in Webley gun oil. Dad gave it to when I was 13 to wipe along the barrel of my first air rifle.

 

[Bazzer]

Among other family ephemera, a book Joseph The Dreamer.
My Grandpa was awarded it in October 1912 for being "the most proficient boy" in Spalding Marsh Council School.

 

[EltonFrog]

My granddads reading specs and his old Ingersol pocket watch.

My original Action Man and a marble bag that my nan made me when I was 10 and the marbles.

My nan's old easy chair.

An original iPod.

An old 5p piece in a money box that my mum gave me one year for luck.

A magic trick box, my first magic prop.

A silver jubilee crown.

One would be lucky to get 2p for the whole lot on eBay.

 

[Smithbat]

I still have a habit and my Office. I've also got a flak jacket and blue helmet in the loft at my mother's.

You saying about your Office. When I was younger I attended a Catholic Church for a long time I even contemplated going through RCIA for a while, I used to go and spend time just sat in the church. A lovely lady came up to me one day and very patiently taught me to say my Rosary, I used to count it on my fingers, then one day she gave me a Rosary to use. It is still one of my most treasured possessions, and I use it often, there is something about the rhythm and repetitiveness that is very calming. Not for everyone I know, but it works for me.

 

[oneleggedpig]

Some letters, a diary from a trip I took that was very important to me. I haven't looked at either for ages but the idea of getting rid of them is upsetting.

To quote from "A Single Man" by Isherwood:

“If it’s going to be a world with no time for sentiment, it’s not a world that I want to live in.”

 

[Mrs M]

The earrings I wore on my wedding day, don't usually wear earrings and only worn once.
The wee note attached to the first bunch of flowers Mr M sent me (on 19/12/88)
Collars that belonged to my cats (no longer with us) and a wee kitten fang that fell out
Also my wedding dress although I have no hope of ever fitting into that again as it's a bit small

 

[winjim]

I like little bits of glassware
Ashtrays with inscriptions
Plastic things on pencils
Bits of mass production

 

[Surlydave]

A sweatshirt I got when on a surfing holiday with mates in the early 1980s.
Never been worn. The ex missus tried to throw it out but I still have it.

 

[Globalti]

Quite a few bits and pieces from parents and grandparents but my most valued is my Grandad's diary from his time in HMS Southampton 1917 to 1919, an old autograph book over-stuffed with photos and momentoes and his account of the hard life in the North Atlantic.

 

[Saluki]

I have a printed bit of paper, to look like a bank note worth 5 kisses, issued by The Bank of Daddy. Had it forever and don't remember getting it, I must have been very young.
I also have an old, pink Tricam, that held beautifully when climbing (falling) at the Roaches.
Pixie pencil top given to me by my grandparents and a Shamrock lapel pin that was my 2nd Grandad's. First one died when I was about 4 but I have a postcard from him. Falling to bits so I laminated it.

I am not one for a lot of stuff and this little lot fits into my old carved wooden jewellery box that I got for my 8th birthday.

 

[awomaninsane]

I have my grandmas wedding ring (a very simple thin gold band) that I wear everyday and have done since my late teens.
I have a cookery book that my mam gave me. Its a blank one that you fill in yourself with sections for meat, poultry, cakes etc.- very 70s. She's filled in lots of pages, I have and I've just given it to my youngest daughter to write in her favourite recipes, so this book is a sentimental thing to hang on to in the making.

 

[SteCenturion]

Three gargoyles from my Step Dads garden *59 yrs old when he went*,

My dogtags from my R.A.F service + beret, No1 dress cap & a helmet *which is in Very poor condition*.