Of great sentimental value...

[Hover Fly]

...but no monetary worth
A Jay's feather left by Loch Earn after a night's camping and sharing supper with him, found under the tree he finally settled in, carefully taken home and still in a drawer after 30+ years.

 

[Toshiba Boy]

A black and white photograph of my late Dad, in a TT in Birmingham (riding for Stonebridge Wheelers) 1957.

This particular copy, had been on the wall of his Nursing Home room for the last 3 years of his life (died after battling Parkinsons for more than 15 years) in among various family photos, for him to look at from his bed.

Was the last item I removed from his room when we had to clear it.

Now has pride of place in our lounge, and I always say "Morning Dad", as soon as I come down each day.

 

[PeteXXX]

A shell that granddaughter picked up from a beach about 15 years ago and gave to me.
It's been moved from new car cubby hole to new car cubby hole ever since. 🐚

 

[Drago]

A painting of Hardy Kruger (in nazzie uniform from one of his films) by my Grandad.

 

[markemark]

The drawing of me my youngest did to cheer me when it hospital after a bike fall with the ubiquitous collar bone and rib breakages.

 

[Ming the Merciless]

My dad’s tourist map of the Lake District from the late 50s, which has his signature on the cover.

 

[Once a Wheeler]

The Hetchins head-plate that figures in the identifying image for OaW posts. Great bike, great tours, great races, great memories. Avanti…

 

[Jameshow]

A Fusion 120 MTB ridden by my dad then myself.
A Fox 35 aero engine bnib brought by my dad.
A Starlet model boat started by my dad and finished by me.....

 

[Windle]

A locket sized framed photo of my then 22 & 21 year old parents (both long gone), taken in front of Durham Cathedral during the miners gala in 1952, a couple of months before they got married. It sits on my stereo shelf in the kitchen and always raises a smile when I (at 57 years old now), look at it ~ ma & pa, when they were just a couple of bairns .

 

[Chromatic]

An old Corona bottle opener from my childhood when my mum and dad had their shop, one of only two items from those days I have. I also have the scales they used to weigh out loose sweets but the bottle opener means more to me for some reason.
It looks just like this:

 

[Gillstay]

The teeth from my kids that they did under their pillows for the tooth fairy.

 

[Gunk]

A violin bow used by my late mother who was a professional violinist in the 1960’s

 

[Jameshow]

A cooltool my dad brought me...

 

[Beebo]

Rugby shirts I used to play in 30 years ago.
They just sit in the drawer taking up room. but I like to know they are still there.

 

[Homers Double]

I’ve got a set of ladders my grandad made, also a hammer but the shaft snapped as it was so old