The things I unearth when I start moving things…

I was given these vintage laces a year or so ago by one of my Book Club companions, Alison.

“you *sew* don’t you…could you use these”

These belonged to her husband’s grandmother and Alison had been looking after them for years,

still all bundled up in their own handsewn bag. So she kindly thought of me when she and hopefully her husband decided ‘enough’…

…these need to go to someone who’ll maybe do something with them.

Personally I don’t think anything necessarily *needs* to be done with them.

But having got them down off the shelf it reminded me I was always going to frame a couple of these

black pieces and give it back to Alison and her husband.

Grandmother had good taste…I imagine her a very stylish young lady (and older too)

The cream pieces are just as exquisite but not so delicate.

A couple of pieces are really long, they were probably sheet edging so I will do something around the house with them

…nothing fussy though.

There’s enough of this to indicate it went around very slim hips, no doubt decorating a very stylish ensemble.

My daughter does some costume making as she is a dancer and I must show her this piece when she comes later today…

And a cream piece is earmarked for a friend in the States who might be able to use it…or just enjoy it.

I think Alison (and Grandmother) would approve