On monday Kevin and I went to visit the Lincolnshire villages where my grandmother lived as a child. I was always very close to her, She was a wonderful woman who never had a negative thing to say about anyone or anything. When she was 5 her mother passed away, and she went to live in a little village called Coleby with her older sister. She told me of many adventures she had whilst living there. One sad event was that her nephew George Henry Hobson died when just 7 years old after having his tonsils out. I remember visiting his grave with her in the 70's, and I promised her then that one day I would go back and put flowers there. Well, it took me a while, but I did it on monday. It felt good to do that, and I felt quite emotional, knowing how much it would have meant to her. We called in to the church and my eyes were immediately drawn to a notice that offered help to anyone doing family history in the village. Normally I would have gone home and written a letter, but Kevin felt that we should call to the address on the poster. A very kind woman invited us in. After telling her about my grandmother Ivy Johnson, she went into her garage for 5 minutes and came out with an armful of books. She opened a book and passed it to me. Written on the inside cover was this "To Ivy Johnson, a present from the Wesleyan Sunday School, 1908". My mouth must have dropped open! Exactly 100 years after my Grandmother received this book as a gift, it was given to me as a gift! There was another- which had Ivy Johnson written in her own hand, and that was given to me also. We went home with 2 other books which had belonged to George Henry Hobson. I felt overwhelmed and so grateful for this experience. When I try to think about the chances of this happening I really can't believe it. The woman who gave us the books said she found them in an antiques shop in the village 16 years ago, and felt to buy them and store them. They have been in her garage ever since that time. Someone once said to me that when you do your family history it seems like not only are we seeking our ancestors, but they are seeking us. I believe there is a great deal of truth to that.
This tin was altered using fabric image transfer liquid (£2.69 from Dunelm Mill) on a photo I picked up from a car boot sale. I stamped the mica with staz -on and attached the mica with glossy accents, then used embossing paste at the side which I stamped in to.
This tin was decorated by spreading the lid with embossing paste and stamping into it. I then used distress inks to colour it, and highlighted the raised pattern with a Krylon gold leafing pen (a fave of mine-don't go anywhere without one).
This is the class for the next crop. We will be painting and decorating the tins, and making the matchbook and inserts. This was fun to make and leaves some room for individual expression. I am really loving tins! Once I started I just couldn't stop!
