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Day 07 - A picture of your most treasured item.


It is really difficult to decide what my most treasured item is.
James was the one who pointed it out to me actually.
They were the one thing I refused to leave behind when we moved here
They are all I've ever asked my parents to keep for me
They are something that I look at quite regularly just to remember.
They are my photographs.
I have quite a collection ranging from when I was a newborn baby 

to four generations of my mum's family
(How adorable/angelic am I?)

I've my great great grandmother

My grandparent's wedding


My Da and uncle's riding donkeys!


My photos also remind me of my childhood, time spent with my brother and sister and the fashions of the time...

I value my photographs more than anything else. It saddens me that I don't have more of my mum's family. 
I love to look back and remember or imagine. 
I cherish that I have the ability to do so...
More photographs please!

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  1. My most treasured possession too just bring you back. Love the one of your Dad on the donkey. so cool xx

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    1. I have loads from when my Dad was a kid, they are all so cute! Then we have the 70's era which I'm saving for a later blog challenge! Your blog is looking great Fi!

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