
The house is starting to groan with all the things I've been collecting over the years! Not only am I a collector...but also a HOARDER.I think I must take after my mother who can never throw anything away.'It might come in useful one day', she says.It's said that if you haven't used something or wanted it in 6 months...then throw it away...you won't need it or indeed miss it.
Some things are so special to you, that you simple can't let them go,and in this box...CK of course!...are some of my special momentoes which I'd like to share with you.

This is a picture of my first 'goldie'...the sweetest,gentlest dog you could ever wish to meet...and a little piece of her fur.She lived until the ripe old age of 16,and it was one of the saddest days of my life when we had to take her to the vet to be 'put to sleep'.

These little books are from my gorgeous Mr Boo...

...also these anniversary cards...

...and this fridge magnet...

...and teddy.He used to leave...and still does.. little gifts like this around the house for me to find,and chocolate hearts too.. sweet and romantic man that he is!.

On special occasions,like birthdays and anniversaries we celebrate with a bottle of bubbly,and I've kept this cork from the day we got engaged.

Also in the box is a short little video of our wedding which a friend very kindly made for us.
We got married in the little village church,just up the lane from where my Mum and Dad lived,and had the reception in a marqee in their garden.It was a magical day and we love to get the video out...usually on anniversaries...and re-live that wonderful day.

Here is the picture of the church...made into a coaster.

I've also kept the box of matches from the hotel we stayed in on our wedding night...

...and these little flowers made of icing....


... from the wedding cake...together with a piece of material from my 'going away' outfit.

...lovely old family photos....

.. and Bella's first collar...

...special cards and 'makes' from my lovely nieces and nephew...



....and more cards!!

...and diaries.Not the kind that you'd be mortified if anybody got hold of them...but just my record of daily activies and events.Nice to get out and read on a rainy day and reminisce.

Some letters written to me by my Dad while I was abroad for a while... very precious,because he wasn't one for writing much,and they're a little record of that moment in his life.

... and his shaving brush.When I was a small child I loved to watch him shaving.I found it fascinating and would squeeze in the little space between the basin and the wall to get a better view!

I hope you've enjoyed a peak into my 'box of memories'.....do you have one you'd like to share?