Today I want to share with you something that is a little special to me. It is a collection of found bottles (and a few other bits and bobs) that belonged to my Pa.
I don't have any actual memories of my Pa, he passed away when I was only 18 months old. I do have photo memories and I have been very lucky to read some letters he wrote to my parents when they were new to parenting with my older brother and me (we are 18 months apart). These letters contain some of the last memories and conversations my parents had with him – very special.
Sounding very lovable and extremely thoughtful Pa is someone I wish I could have gotten to know so much more! I think we would have been good pals. However. He did leave behind these bottles. A collection I've been told that started when he worked on the railway lines in Northern Victoria.
It needs a good dusting though so do excuses the cobwebs please and there has been a few new bottles added from his four sons and grandchildren since he passed.
I love these bottles.
I wonder what was special about each one and what made him pick it up and bring it home.
I wonder which was the first one to start it all.
I wonder what will happen to them all as the years pass. It will be 30 years this year since Pa passed.
I do know the one on the top shelf in the photo above - fifth in from the right was one of his favourites. Found exactly as is and probably melted in the heat of a hot summer day.
This collection is still with us for now, in one piece. But with Pa's wife, my Nana now in care there is a bit of questions as to what will be the future for all of these bottles.