Don't be startled, but I started unpacking.
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| Brass taper candle holder from Aunty Mad Chinese guard statue, standing on a piece of marble I found by the roadside in East St Kilda in 2004, brandishing silver treasures sent by our dear Michele from Athens and a brass elephant massager from Gg |
The strategy was distract myself from cough and sore ear by tackling L2 (aka Box of Precious Things). All the contents of L2 came from within my chinoiserie glass cabinet and were destined to be returned to its safe (for that read "locked") confines once the farnarkling (for that read "painting and sanding") in the region was signed off by Ma.
I am left in her hands after my physical limitations were tested during the painting frenzy of recent times, and I have pretty much been barred from any of it. So I was somewhat tentative when I posed the question this morning.
Happy days, though. Maria (our houseguest and cousin from Wellington, NZ) occupied Milo. Mum phaphed about in the upper. And I had enormous larks over crowding the cabinet with my many and varied collection of things.
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| Two of the three shelves |
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| Pretty blue glass bottles A porcelain teddy from Ma Spode coffee cup and saucer from Lainie Enamel box Wendy's Grandfather's tiny ashtray Hand sewn bunny from Ma |
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| Photo of Mousie and her ashes in a cocktail shaker protected by a tiny little fairy given to me by V after I was a bridesmaid at her wedding about one hundred years ago A statuette of Athena Enamel brooch and a sweet little soldier pin from my granny A teaspoon from Cairo An ivory and mother-of -pearl inlaid box from Jorj, who could bear to have it in her house A tiny silver box containing extracted teeth (human) A pewter hipflask and a silver bookmark from Milo's godparents in the years prior to Milo's arrival in the cabbage patch |
The place is coming to life. And this is good.
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