Grandma's Biscuit Barrel...........

.........has been part of my life as long as I can remember.  It was given to my grandmother by my father when he was a young man, in the mid-thirties....he had been on holiday with my mother (he was a motor bike enthusiast and he and my mother travelled the length and breadth of Scotland and England before they married)....I don't recollect where they had been, but he  brought this back for his mother as a present.  I have been told it was full of chocolates, but we always called it the biscuit barrel and it used to sit on my grandma's dresser.

I don't expect it has any great monetary value, but I value it greatly.... it is a lovely link with my family's past.