Some of you know I'm slowly sifting through the tonnes of books, pamphlets, letters, diaries, bric-a-brac and assorted stuff left by my parents. Amongst what can only be described as "why on earth did they have that bit of kitsch - it's horrible!" are a few gems.
Our current Queen was just 11 years old when someone purchased this commemorative mug and it found its way to Australia and ended up with me. There would have been a lot of pomp and excitement back then too, but no colour photos, internet and instant sharing like we have now. Celebration on this scale is something the Brits do well, so it should be quite a spectacle!
I don't think I'll put it through the dishwasher ;-)
Over at traverselife I've procrastinated about sifting through my mother's diaries and unearthed a small skeleton or two.