Originally posted by drewnogalIt's a bit boring, I know, but I have become very fond of my phone because it is my "radio" my "TV", it allows me to keep abreast of my work and any communication with clients, I can talk to various friends around the world by voice note, listen to the cricket commentary, and so on and so forth. And it's considerably smaller than a packet of 5 cigars. It's a favourite thing of mine.
One of mine is a beige, moth bitten old bath sheet. It was one of two that my dearly departed mother bought me for the baby I was expecting 20 years ago. It's now my favourite bathtime item but I do keep it hidden from anyone other than close family members.
Originally posted by drewnogalMost of my favourite things are kitchen utensils!
One of mine is a beige, moth bitten old bath sheet. It was one of two that my dearly departed mother bought me for the baby I was expecting 20 years ago. It's now my favourite bathtime item but I do keep it hidden from anyone other than close family members.
Originally posted by drewnogalMy granddad's war medals. He died before I was born, but I have them on my bedside table and like to look at them every now and then.
One of mine is a beige, moth bitten old bath sheet. It was one of two that my dearly departed mother bought me for the baby I was expecting 20 years ago. It's now my favourite bathtime item but I do keep it hidden from anyone other than close family members.
My sister still maintains, that as a child, she saw his ghost bend over my cot and Kiss me on the forehead. (She has 3 or 4 such ghost stories).
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"Thanks" to many removals there are quite a few small things and memories, as I regard now as a talismans, and some of them I take with me on my journeys. (I imagine how silly it would have looked, for example, errr, in a plane who is abut to crash, and all those things, talismans and "improtant" documents will pracitcally disappear all together with myself...)
Well, metal comb (a gift from my father), some funny bags I often take with me on the journeys, pencil box (dear gift from Netherlands part of family) in form of giant pencil with a zipper (i take it when I decide to make some sketches (possible with aquarell pencils) of landscapes in a little drawing book, and I put all ball pens and lead pencils.
Teddy bear from childhood and sunbrella on the carriage from that time, som "gadgets" from sixties when my parents traveled along...
Probably will take them into grave with me unless there be one who would follow my last wish (I presume I will be eaten by moths and cremated on dogs' cemetery and apartment delivered to the community, though.)