Cocktail Glasses

These cocktail glasses live further along on the shelf that houses yesterday's teapot. They were given to me many years ago by my aunt and godmother Kay, who died last week, after a long illness.

They rather amused me, as I was flattered to be thought a cocktail maker and drinker or indeed any kind of party animal (I'm not), but I am fond of them for their colour and keep them for their decorative value. Now they have also become a memento.

I have chosen them today because this is the day of her funeral. She lived a long distance away and I was not asked to attend, in fact I only learned of the date this morning.

R.I.P. Kay (1929-2011).