Sunday, 13 August 2017

My Sunday Photo - Week 137 P is for Paraphernalia

Most of the stuff my Dad bought was from the Boot sales. Him and Mum loved spending their weekends mooching around them. Dad loved a bargain, he loved flea fairs, auctions, charity shops also. He loved to look at things that reminded him of his childhood, historical events etc. He loved to pick up toys for the kids, ornaments for the house, tools, items to supplement his hobbies, such as his fishing and golf.

Dad also loved a good moan and to pass comment. He'd complain about the prices of things and love it when he got a bargain.

Dad would find it very sad when people sold off stuff belonging to parents and grand parents after they had died and would often talk to me about the how important it was to him that we didn't just take all his stuff to a car boot, take collections apart and sell it all for next to nothing, that the value was in his collecting and not in the items. He'd tell me there were items that were worth a bit of money and to make sure we didn't get ripped off and to take our time selling things and if needed to pay for storage to allow us to do things properly.

Dad and I argued over this a lot. I'd tell him that what was of value to him wasn't of value to me and that he should start the process of selling his things and enjoying the money while he could and that I would rather he did that than inherit what I considered to be such a chore after his death. This upset him greatly. I often joked with him that I'd call house clearance in when he was on his death bed and the night he died, those words echoed around my head, those were not the last words I said to him, but those were the last words I thought about.

Sadly the reality is that today I was at a boot sale. He died 5 weeks ago this Tuesday. I was selling some of his stuff. His fishing gear is going off to a buyer tomorrow, someone is coming on Wednesday to look at his car and train collection, several trips have been made to the skip already, the shed is being sorted this afternoon, the attic later this week. The pool table, golf clubs and other sporting memorabilia is being sorted for sale, items are being sorted for flea markets and a few pieces for auction, the rest sadly is for the boot sale though.


9 comments:

  1. Sorry for your loss. I'd suspect that in some way he is pleased to see belongs going back to a car boot sale ready for the next person to enjoy

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  2. I agree what is one mans treasure is someone else clutter. I am sure there are some gems in there and he had a happy time collecting it all #MySundayPhoto

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  3. It's a strange feeling, you want to hang on to it but someone else can get pleasure from it

    Thank you for linking up

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  4. So sorry for your loss ~ it's a long grieving process x

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  5. I think it helps knowing someone else us going to use it X #triumphanttales

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  6. This is a very hard time parting with a parent's belongings. I believe it's better to give someone else the opportunity to enjoy things than to hold on. #PoCoLo

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  7. I think that this is always hard, regardless of who has died. Letting go can be very cathartic though - if you let it!

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    #pocolo

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  8. I am so sorry...It must be so hard to part with your dad's things but sadly sometimes these things need to be done. Hopefully someone else can enjoy your dad's things x #PoCoLo

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  9. I guess its very hard clearing out loved ones possessions as everything has a memory. Thank you so much for sharing this with us at #TriumphantTales. I hope to see you back next week.

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