Right then, settle in with a proper cuppa and maybe a biscuit or two, because I’ve got a rather lovely tale for you today, one that’s as rich in detail and sentiment as the very pieces we’re going to be talking about. Just the other day, whilst having a bit of a clear-out – a task I approach with a mixture of dread and the faint hope of finding something interesting – I stumbled upon an old, leather-bound box tucked away in the back of a dusty cupboard. Inside, nestled amongst yellowed lace and ...
