One of the reasons we all congregated in Bristol over Easter was to all be together to go through Nan's house contents. She lived in a little bedsit by herself so there wasn't a lot there.
It was so nostalgic going through all the photos, birthday cards, postcards that we had all given her over the years.
She was such a hoarder and we discovered photos that we'd never seen before of family members that we had no idea who they were.
Like any elderly person she had collected a lot of bits and pieces, some of which unfortunately weren't fit for much. But there were also some real treasures.
One such treasure was bequeathed to me...
Her sewing box and all it's contents.
And just look at all these contents. Vintage heaven! I did have to wade through the mountains of worn out and beyond use items, but what absolute treasure she had collected.
We just don't manufacture things how we used to. The care and attention to detail on packaging way back when is indescribable and is so evocative of days gone back.
Thank you Nan for leaving me your valuable treasures and thank you Sister-In-Laws for not being sewers so didn't stand a chance!
