tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843725795538256435.post7240138776042881802..comments2023-05-14T03:24:04.100-07:00Comments on Miss Townmouse: The little thingsSharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04956302484387429985noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843725795538256435.post-62056984839863651242013-05-31T01:17:46.514-07:002013-05-31T01:17:46.514-07:00You must put some photos of the doileys and sewing...You must put some photos of the doileys and sewing machine on your blog.<br />A loving family and appreciating the simple things certainly is much more important in my eyesSharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04956302484387429985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2843725795538256435.post-54056225026497939222013-05-30T12:56:36.482-07:002013-05-30T12:56:36.482-07:00I use to love my Grandmothers doileys and hand sti...I use to love my Grandmothers doileys and hand stiched table runners and table cloths. When she died and we were asked if we wanted anything from her home (There's a side story), i asked for her doileys (which no one wanted) or even thought two hoots about. I think of her with her big poofy bunches of roses on the side tables when i use them. Imagine her stiching the little flowers. <br /><br />Side Story - when my dad died (i was 10 - 1974 his is brother orchestrated to have Mum and all six of us kids written out of my grandparents will. We had lived on the farm with them, saw them daily and Dad worked the farm for no wages. We were self-suffient. The big city slicker brother, sold the farm, and we were raised in town on a widows pension. Tough it was. But Karma came back and bit him on the arse and we have a lovely loving family and all we need. Oh, and the best Mum in the world. Hence, when Grandma died, we inherited nothing of a good fortune but were invited to take a few items from the house. I also got her mothers (making it ancient) singer sewing machine which is fully operational. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12605358521258969537noreply@blogger.com