Memories come from the tiniest of places

This is a cheap wee trinket I got in Glasgow ages ago and subsequently lost for a year. That is until the other night's cleaning frenzy unearthed it, much to my delight as I originally got it as a little tribute to my lovely mum who died in 2003. She went way too young and ought to have still been here happily bossing the family around and enjoying gin and tonic of an evening. This is what I get from looking at this little piece of metal.