Regular readers may remember that last summer when we were burgled, the thieves took my grandmother’s engagement ring. I was very sad as I remembered her wearing it and I was very close to her.
When I was in Cork a couple of weeks ago, my mother gave me one of her sets of china tea cups which used to be my grandmother’s. Yesterday evening, I had some people round and we used them; quite probably for the first time since my grandmother died 25 years ago. They were much admired and it was lovely to see her cups getting a new lease of life. They have to be hand washed though. Alas.