This beautiful hand-painted, Wedgewood cake plate belonged to my mother.
I loved it as a child, and was very happy when I found it during our clean out of the old family home this year. It was in the kitchen, mixed up with a lot of cheap and chipped plates.
And it was still in perfect condition.
This year it may take the honour of holding our Christmas Cake.
Mum's little Shelley apple blossom dish is another treasure.
Such items keep the memories alive and are a pleasure to use...
and this Christmas I have my mother's old Nativity scene, given a new lease of life at our nest.
Today is Remembrance or Armistice Day.
We remember those of lost their lives in World War 1.
My Grandfather survived the experience, serving in the Fields of Flanders and the Somme.
These are his service medals.
Lest we Forget ...