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Thursday, 8 August 2019

Things I have...

lost or mislaid or maybe given away.
And now wish I hadn’t!
So many things.
A twig Christmas tree bought in Habitat for £50.  As I carried it home I had a qualm!
And on the mat as got in was a prize from my Uncle Ernie at the Premium bond office of...
Yes, you’ve guessed it £50.
That tree came out every year for maybe 20 years.  And then I only went and chucked it out!
For more years than I care to remember I collected cheese dishes, only stopping when I got to 40 as I used to say 

‘I’ve got a cheese dish for every year of my life!’
It suddenly hit me that folks with a modicum of sense could tot up just how ancient I was!
Added to which over the years I had been given some appalling examples!  They
 went off to a sale room with me saving the best for my slimmed down collection.  Folk could then think what they liked... boy she looks old for 15!?!
Slowly over the years they dwindled, leaving just two magnificent ones.  With a fit with my leg in the air, they were packed up and sent off when I left Goudhurst to move to Hythe.  I hugely regret that now. 
This is the last survivor which interestingly  enough unbeknownst to me survived the cull.



You will see the stamp on the bottom: what 
this is all about I am too idle to look up...
says it all really!
This post is the start of so many regrets about possessions lost, mislaid or just wilfully chucked out!  I will revisit other lost treasures at another time.
Have you kicked yourself for similar acts of materialistic  folly?

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  1. I had a house; he had a house. So when we got married, some things had to go. I sold my Singer Sewing Machine, the treadle version. In perfect working order and the woodwork gleamed like new, yet it was bought by my Mum when she and Dad got married and she made outfits for herself, for me and for all the grandchildren through the years. It still had the original hand-written receipt as well as all the original spools and shuttles. I have deeply regretted parting with it ever since.

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    1. How sad. Priceless. You carry the memories of happy times of your Mum lovingly making clothes for you all, so not all is lost.

      LX

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  2. I can't say I have any regrets. I still have so much stuff I should have got rid of in the attic as we moved here in 1982 and haven't moved since! I keep threatening to 'sort out' the attic but its a big task! I once used to save novelty teapots but then people started buying them for me as presents and mostly I didn't like those ones! So when we redid the kitchen (they were on a couple of shelves in there) I just got rid of the lot to the charity shop and told everyone not to buy me anymore! Never regreted it once! x

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    1. Exactly the same with the cheese dishes, don’t you just get given some awful examples? The attic... Aah! I’ve been there and done that and now regret the haste at which I chopped and burned. Best leave it all where it is and let the family get a skip when the time comes. Just be sure they don’t plonk you in it together which your most treasured possessions!

      LX

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  3. Yes, I've regretted getting rid of lots of things over the years, but the things that come to mind now are most of my old knitting patterns and craft stuff, mainly Golden Hands craft books.

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    1. I went through my squillons of knitting needles and carefully saved one of each size. The patterns went far too long ago to remember. If you did decide to take up knitting again the modern patterns would be like a breath of fresh air.

      LX

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  4. I'm seeing a friend for breakfast who has begun to divest herself of collections. Cheese dishes were not one. I got rid of knitting books and needles and crochet patterns and hooks. But my hands cannot do it any more, so better they go on into the world.

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    1. My hands are still up for it, whether my attention span of a gnat could be bothered to get to grips with knitting jumpers and stuff again is a moot point?

      I surprised myself a few weeks ago to find out I can still spin, like riding a bike I suppose? My spinning wheels went too many years ago, so at a smallholder show in Wales I thought best I check and I hadn’t forgotten!

      LX

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  5. Yes, both in the acquisition of objects and the jettisoning of them from my life I've had some regrets. Mostly, I've enjoyed what I have for as long as I've had it and then when it's gone not thought about it very much, if at all.

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    1. Wish I could be as sanguine. The only real way, because at the end of the day they are just things!

      LX

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