You should be proud of yourself hugshelp, that's amazing; well done. I've told Mr. S. that that's what I'll do, if I see something I would like when we're out together he can get it for me.
It's hard isn't it, when you come across something that triggers memories of happier times. Mr. S. ran into some friends we haven't seen for years, not since our boys were little.
We used to spend a lot of time together. L and I were both pregnant at the same time, her with their 2 youngest and me with the boys. They're back in the UK having lived in France for years and gave Mr. S. their 'phone number so we can meet up, but I don't want too.
I've given it a lot of thought and that friendship, those memories are in the past. We talked about it last night and
Mr. S. feels the same.
It sounds as if your decluttering is going well and getting those photo' taken and putting the house on the market is the next big step.
Allsorts yes our memories are in our heads, good and bad and when they include someone we've loved and lost, they become even more precious
.
Grey and drizzly here this morning and looking forward to our second week here. We've had some lovely weather so far and hope there's more to come.