I’ve just inherited Sandy’s Gran’s sewing tin. Sadly, she’s not been with us for a long long time now, but I have very good memories of the few times we met. She was a tiny, slightly fierce Glasgow lady, with a very kind heart, and I wish I’d known her longer. I am so glad to have her sewing things.
There’s some gorgeous buttons and buckles – Sandy remembers using the one on the top left as a counter in board games when he was a little boy.
There are lots of beautiful wooden buttons:
I spent a happy time this afternoon giving them a bit of a wash and a polish.
I love the idea of sewing bits and pieces and sewing knowledge being passed down the generations. I hope I can pass some things on to my boys – I must admit it doesn’t look likely at this point, but you never know!