More Easter Memories

In my kitchen breakfast room there hangs, on some beams a series of mugs & cups. Nothing especially spectacular about any of them, but they each have a story to tell.

This is a cup I remember from my childhood. Originally it was one of those that came with a saucer and had an Easter egg in it; both long since gone. All that remains is this cup and and a series of happy memories. My Grandfather used this mug as his shaving mug when he was too unwell to get to the bathroom and shave at the sink.

The memories of him snuggling with me and reading to me. Sharing chocolate with me, whilst pretending not to let my Grandmother or Mum see. Such happy memories. Whilst the mug is not of value in the monetary sense, to me it is priceless.