Memories

Just after I took this photograph I was thinking of the ex-pupil from a long time ago who gave me this as an end of term gift. He was called Peter and was a real gentleman.

Just after I was thinking about Peter I lifted the lid of the candle holder forgetting in my reverie that it was hot! Crash, bang... it's now in pieces! There must be a lesson there somewhere? Answers on a postcard please to me in France!!!