One of the precious things I brought back from my dad's house on our last visit is this battered old case. It may not look like much but it has been part of my life for as long as I can remember.
It dates back at least to the late 1940s when dad finished his National Service and became a representative of Prudential Assurance or a 'Man from the Pru' in Eastbourne. You can just see an imprint of his official rubber stamp in the top left hand corner of the lid which he crossed out when he moved back to living with his parents prior to marrying mum.
By the time that I was four or five it had been given to me to play with (see early autograph below). I would often pack it up with teddies and books when planning to run away on some Enid Blyton type adventure. I never got further than the field behind our house, however and was always home in time for tea.
Now the case and I are off on another adventure, in its way every bit as exciting as the ones I used to plan when I was young. We're off to Woolfest in Cockermouth, Cumbria for two days (Friday 28th and Saturday 29th June) surrounded by all things woolly in the heart of the beautiful Lake District.
If you would like to know what is in the case please come and visit Natalie of The Yarn Yard's stand and all will be revealed!