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I am still going through this box of random stuff my Nan apparently set aside for me. Tonight's prize is actually quite interesting, objectively. It's a set of silverware, and according to the note it belonged to the same Distant Ancestor James to whom the Masonic certificates belong; he brought it over from Scotland in the early 1900s.

I mentioned to Mum that I was going through this box and she immediately told me DON'T THROW ANYTHING OUT. So I assured her I hadn't thrown anything valuable away. Well, it's true, for a given meaning of "truth".

I've kept the important stuff, the silverware and the Masonic documents and some photos. I'll have to share these photos after I scan them in -- they're mostly of my Nan, I think, and there's quite a few of tractors for some reason, but at the top of the pile is a man in a Scots regimental uniform, likely from WWI -- khakis and a kilt, oh lads -- labeled "Douglas". I think he must have been Masonic James's brother; his resemblance to me is a little startling.

The face, not the kilt. Don't go getting ideas.

Anyway, I asked Mum if she wanted the silverware and she said no, keep it there, use it if you want. Which is lovely and all, but that makes four sets of silverware I now own. Mind you, only one of them's real silver, but still. I'm drowning in salad forks.

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We had to clear my maternal grandparents house out nearly two years ago, just before I moved out myself. I inherited all sorts of awesome stuff, like a typewriter, a full china dinner service (they had three, but I was only allowed to keep one, because my aunt wanted the one that was a wedding gift to them, and my mum thought that two china dinner services was excessive for a 19 year-old), more cutlery than I knew what to do with, including cake forks and a spoon for leaf tea (but my mum 'stole' the pickle fork), a dining table and chairs, an oak desk (which mum has borrowed back, but will be mine one day) and a Welsh dresser.

But what they didn't have was a full set of silverwear. I can barely even match knives to forks.

Mum has already decided that Rick will get my granny's pocket watch, and I, being the eldest child of the eldest child, will get a writing box that belonged to my great, great, great grandfather.