Fire-watching….

… Like cloud watching, a ‘say what you see’ occupation.

Happy New Year one and all!

I’ve spent an afternoon trying to clear out a wardrobe. Sigh.
Again (!) my parents wedding invitations/thanks etc came to light.
It’s so hard to chuck*
It should have probably been my blip but, the lovely letters they received (from friends and family now gone) are not only historic documents (?) they’re also such a warm reminder of how social correspondence used to be.
There was also an information leaflet from a new electric iron (a wedding present). Probably historic of itself. The giver had written a sentence on the back, suggesting that it was ‘not to be thrown at the groom, because it will break it’! Bless.

* I find it so hard to throw anything out.
I end up with a couple of bits of rubbish in my hand and just rearranging the chaos.