AUNTIE DOLLY'S CLOCK

Auntie Dolly left this to G in her Will some years ago. Each time we visited he asked how on earth she could sleep with the thing chiming every fifteen minutes, before reaching a crescendo on the hour. No longer wound, it has ceased to tick away the merry day, or night, but leaves fond memories of a lovely lady.

And has given me a blip. How can I be off work and yet blipping at this time of night! There has been much more decluttering today though, so the plan is going well.