Tuesday Treasures

Thanks Melody for the opportunity of sharing some more Tuesday Treasures.
My treasure is twofold this week.
Firstly is a lovely old smoking box which belonged to my Grandfather. My Grandfather died 5 years before I was born and left it to my father who would keep his smoking bits and pieces in it. Now it belongs to me. In it's two drawers were some fascinating bits of history:
my grandfather's spectacles, a collar stud box made of very thin almost transparent tortoise-shell, a payslip of Dad's from 1948 (for £1:14:5 for 6.5hrs time and a half!),
a nib box and a matchstick rolling mat for 'roll-your-own' cigarettes.
I simply adored this box as a child and longed to own it and now I do.






The second item is the tablecloth underneath my box.
This cloth was made by my mother over a period of 3 decades. She had started it when I was a small child and would bring it out whenever holidaying with us at her brothers' farm on the Murray River at Goodnight (between Swan Hill and Mildura). She would sit crocheting and sunning her legs as she sat on a wicker chair on the decaying wooden verandah which overlooked a small orange grove in front of the house where we played.
Her brothers' were heard to comment, on more than one occasion. "Are you STILL making that 'Fool of a thing'?" Thus is became known as 'The fool of a thing' - and still is.