Squeeze me

Ah, a reminder of the old days when we used to sit round the peat fire singing our sea shanties and folk music whilst I contentedly puffed away on my clay pipe and expectorated into the fire from my seat on the comfy chair. Those were the days when you had to make your own entertainment instead of sitting at a desk making up stories.

This is a family heirloom and must be at least 80 years old - if not more. It's a diatonic button accordion, perhaps better known to some as a melodeon, although when the grandchildren get their hands on it, it's not really very melodic at all.