Today I thought I would post about something a little different for me ... and am waiting for some sunshine to begin photographing some jugs and linen ...
This was my Dad's money box. At some time when I was young I began using it to keep my pocket money in. It's made of little pieces of veneer, like parquetry, over solid timber.
The gable over the roof lifts up to make a slot for the coins, and you twist off the bottom when you want to get the money out. I have never forgiven myself for not packing it properly when we moved house, it was full of copper coins and got a dent on the roof. Now it usually sits on some shelves above our TV with some beautiful cloth-covered books.
I love this money box because it was my dad's, because it reminds me of my childhood, and because of the workmanship. I think Dad would like to have it back, though!