Saying goodbye

My very dear mum's house is now under offer and all the legal stuff done. This afternoon we met at the house to sign papers. It isn't the final goodbye, but it felt very like it. I wanted to take a few pictures before the last of the furniture had been picked up. This is her dressing table. It's one of those pieces of furniture that, in my mind at least, has been indivisible from her. It's always been there. My dad bought it for her in Kensington Church Street when they were first married and it's just kept going, along with this chair.

Well here it's the end of a long hot day. Hope you've all survived yours with fun to spare for the evening. Take care xx