This afternoon I added a Stop Brexit badge to my history pinboard, then started thinking about some of the objects on it, which include other badges, votive objects, a water colour set, a small roll of legal red tape and …
A badge containing strands from Elvis’s hair (a snip at £5). It was sold to me by a woman I met years ago at the Royal Festival Hall in London, who claimed to have memorabilia from a visit to Graceland. She told me she had a sliver of Elvis’s toenail clipping she’d found embedded in a carpet there. Her stories alone were worth £5.
A Vasco da Gama medal awarded after sailing from Cornwall to Lisbon on a Tall Ship, a travel assignment from the Independent newspaper, who photographed the wrong ship as I set sail by the way.
An Argos engagement ring given to me by a crime writer who went down on one knee in a Welsh Borders shopping centre (I didn’t marry him, reader).
A plastic doll’s arm found by a sheep track whilst lost on a walking holiday in the Alpujarras.
And now, back to my desk …