Lucky dip

I was looking for tumblers in the parents loft of wonders (we were up there anyway, it wasn’t a tumbler hunt). The top two I unwrapped looked promising so I brought the box home, mainly to find a selection of egg cups, tiny tiny sherry glasses and some I suppose champagne type glasses of a very plain variety. All wrapped up in the property section of the 1995 Brighton Argus. Lovely flats for £40k which are likely ten times that price now.

An afternoon working through my mum’s job list. Makes us feel all useful, plus she fed us so win win win.