We have the nicest next-door neighbours at the moment. We've lived in this house for the last two and a half years, and our next-door neighbours have been lovely from the first day we moved in. They're an older couple and have lived in their house for 40 years, they know everything about the neighbourhood and are a mine of information about what things were like in this area years ago. When my Mum was rushed into hospital last year, at the same time as P was away in the Far East on business, they were so kind and came in to our house every day to keep an eye on things for me - which meant I had at least one less thing to worry about at a very stressful time.
We often chat if we see each other in the garden and, a few weeks ago, I mentioned that I love vintage buttons. This week this lovely package of old buttons was handed to me.
This was such a kind thought as the lady next door has a degenerative condition which means she is rather unsteady on her feet these days, and looking out these buttons for me must have been quite a task for her. Apparently the yellow buttons came from a dress she had when she was five (they remind me of the pretty fabric yo-yos I've seen on a lot of blogs lately), and the larger two dark buttons are from the 1950s. The unusual hexagonal-shaped buttons are wooden - I never seen ones quite like those before. I'm going to save the buttons for something really special, so that every time I look at them I'm reminded of the our lovely neighbours.
Well you know I adore buttons too, and they're even more special when they have a story behind them. I love these,lucky you to have such nice neighbors (can't imagine mine being so generous).
Gill x
Posted by: Gill | 09/20/2007 at 10:30 PM