My other friend Helen had suffered a stroke years ago, but was still living a reasonable life with her hubby at home. She died very unexpectedly. Her husband isn't in a hurry to clear the family home of her belongings, but hinted that I might receive some of her linen collection if their sons and wives don't want it. I'm really not fussed, I've got so much, but I hate the thought of her linens being sent to an opshop!
Denise's darling husband phoned me last week to say that Denise had instructed him to give her linen collection to me, and he arrived yesterday with three boxes in his car. He said this is only the start - the boxes have been in his shed for some time, as Denise never got around to sorting them out and cleaning them. So I've got a big job ahead, but I love doing it. I phoned one of her other friends to tell her that I'd been given the linens, but would like to share them around with her other friends, and she was pleased. We will get together when I have them all washed and ironed.
Tipped out on to the floor:
Sorted into groups: 9 runners, 2 guest towels, 3 pillowshams, 53 large doilies, 88 small doilies, 32 sandwich tray doilies, 14 whitework pieces, 6 tea cosies, 13 crochet/lace doilies, 4 unworked doilies, 21 napkins, 3 handkies, 2 cushions covers, 1 sauce bottle cover, 3 pincushions, and a bag of knitting wools and needles.
One box full of tablecloths. I haven't counted these yet, but I think there are about 40. There is one unfinished.
The second lot washed and hung out to dry under the patio because it has been raining non-stop.