Opening the last of our wedding presents, I had no idea what I was about to unearth.
The box itself weighed a lump, and even my hubby Ivor struggled to lift it.
‘Not one of these,’ I sighed.
As I knew exactly what Ivor’s auntie Sicily had gifted us.
After tying the knot back in 1976, we hadn’t been given your typical glassware, money or valuable China.
