Having got as far away from scrapbooking as a scrapbooker can get over the last few weeks, I thought it was about time to visit some old memories and play with them.
The hat became a family joke as nobody but me liked it. I wore it at any opportunity. The rest of the family would hide it and ridicule it.
It was on its way to Spain with me one year but somehow got left at Manchester Airport. I collected it when I got home but, boy I missed that hat in the Spanish sunshine.
The last insult was that the cat pinched it and used it as a bed one winter!
I finally decided to get rid of it last year after 10 years friendship. This year I am sorry I don't have my friend to cool me.