I discovered his old darts. They are massive chunky things compared to today's tungsten ones, the cane shafts look prehistoric. They are in a leather case my dad made himself
Yeah, my dad won them in a local darts tournament in the early sixties, along with a steak carving set, and used them ever since. I was a bit gutted the flights have long gone. If I remember correctly they were cardboard Tetley Bitter ones.IIRC They are Jim Pike style darts, I used them in the 60's, great darts if you have a weak throw.
Not coming from a rich family, we nevertheless pass little heirlooms down the generations. I have a beautiful wooden box containing my grandads war medals that was given to me on his death when I was 10.
I'm staying with my mum tonight, following my dad's passing, as we were looking through his stuff, I discovered his old darts. They are massive chunky things compared to today's tungsten ones, the cane shafts look prehistoric. They are in a leather case my dad made himself.
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It's strange how these things are so evocative and hold so much meaning.
What are your little heirlooms?
Rosebud?When I was about 3 my best friend had a toy barrow that we had great fun playing with. I thought it was the best thing ever and asked Santa to bring me one. Unbeknown to me my dad started to make me a barrow. He made the carcass and acquired a wheel from an old tricycle however the two parts never got put together. The barrow and wheel were consigned to the attic. When we moved house the barrow and wheel moved to the new attic.
When I was about 25 on Christmas morning I had the best surprise ever. My barrow was sitting under the tree filled with presents with wheel attached and painted.
It's of no value but something I will never part with.
When we cleared out my parents house we found the book he had used to get the instructions on making the barrow and also the rocking horse he made for my oldest brother.