My Back Hurts...........

OK bit of a grueller of a day, we headed over to Mum and Dads house to do some more clearing out. Crikey over 40 years of accumulated possessions yikes!! Well today I decided to tackle the loft. Have you ever spent 3 hours bent double in a loft? Put it this way I feel like a twisted old hobgoblin (by the way what is the difference between a goblin and a hobgoblin??) My back is killing me.

The loft is filled with some sort of insulation, hopefully it's not harmful, if it is then I am "scoobed" it's shredded paper by the looks of it, makes you sneeze and there are years of accumulated dust up there.

I found loads of cool stuff, including all the pics and stuff I had when I was a camp counsellor in the USA when I was 21 (possibly the coooolest 3 months of my life)

About 300 love letters sent from Mum to Dad when he was in the army..........shall I read them??

My very first ball gown from Uni days, fuchsia pink from Laura Ashley - I sense it could be vintage and worth millions heee heeee.

The weirdest victorian doo-dah, it's a glass dome which covers a "basket" of wax fruit, most of which looks melted and yukky, it belonged to my Grandma , I remember it when I was little. It was in a sorry state then, but I LOVE it- Alan called it a "shed pixie" (tune in tomorrow for a shed pixie definition)

Lots of cheesy 1970's Annuals, Jackie, Look-In, Dr Who etc, retro heaven!!!!

And much much more. I guess it all stems from the fact that Ma and Pa lived in the same house all their married life.

OHH OHHH also, totally changing the subject..........I had a comment today from a real life US writer - hey Candace!! Lord knows how she arrived at my blog, but I am chuffed to pieces (i.e very excited)

ALSO last but not least, those of you who are kind enough to read my stuff know all about what has been happening in the last few months and I am extremely touched and grateful for your lovely comments. It means so much, so I thank you for taking the time to post such nice words xxxxx