In the last week, I have accidentally dropped and smashed two little wine glasses that belonged to my grandmother.
I’m not talking about big wine glasses, they were tiny little ones more like shot glasses. Mum used to talk about hone made wine being served in them when she was a girl.
I use them to have a glass of home made sloe gin or vodka at the weekend in the winter.
Last week’s was full (🤬) this week’s was fortunately empty and had just been washed up.
Sorry Grandma and Mum, these glasses must have been antiques, but I still have another three to go.
Live over 225 miles away from family


