Today, the Sage and I have been doing some sorting out. We haven't got that far, but there is progress of a sort, in that there is now a pile of items to show to the family and, unless anyone wants to keep them, we shall sell them.
Both of us are finding that our despair at having too much stuff is overriding a wish to keep what belonged to family members. And so, unless one of my children or my sister wants it, my grandfather's barograph will go. So will (so far) two boxfuls of Victorian silver plate. On the Sage's part, his mother's collection of Victorian Christmas and other cards will go unless anyone objects. We found a pair of spats - huh? - and various other oddments. Things that I couldn't have let go when my mother died, nearly nine years ago, I'm willing to say goodbye to now, and even the Sage is letting go some of his tight grasp on memorabilia - although I'll believe it when I see it happen.
At present, since Phil and Lisa can't make the August date, it looks as though we may be coming back to the last Saturday in May for the party. Is there anyone who would like to come but definitely can't manage that date? I know it isn't first choice for a couple of people - oh, and I took off the 30th June because Chris and J can't come then, but they're not sure if they will be able to come at all (such lovely people even to consider basing a visit from the South of France on our party) and they assure me that they will not be offended if that's the chosen date. So how would that be as an alternative for everyone else? Though I'd rather not choose a day that rules out anyone, I felt bad enough about Roses last year.
But thinking about it, the 26th May could be a good time. Just a couple of days after our wedding anniversary, you could all come and drink a toast to the next 39 years.