Some places have a 'thing'. (I'm sure I've talked about this before on a previous travel post).
A mascot.
At the Tenement House it is a Wally Dug.
I'm sure you have seen them on the Antiques Roadshow, they use to be cheap but are now worth a fortune. ( I compare them to Australia's plaster flying ducks on the wall)
In most homes they sit each side of a fireplace mantle.
There wasn't a fluffy one so I bought one as a fridge magnet.
(If anyone has a Staffordshire, or similar, Wally Dug they would like to re-home, please let me know.)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Staffordshire_dog_figurine
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And its the time to say a sad goodbye to Big Bertha.
We tried to buy a new suitcase before we came overseas, but we ran out of time and options.
So Graham took Big Bertha and I took the smaller Bluey.
(I need something I could get on and off a train by myself).
Vail - Big Bertha.
She has been to the dragged through the UK numerous times, as well as most of Europe, South Africa, Fiji, New Zealand, all over Australia, and other places.
My favourite memory is walking up the Grand Canel in Venice,as we were walking to our hotel. The minions took the luggage to the hotel on a barge which passed us as we walked and Bertha was right on the top of the barge with a big smile on her face.
We left her behind in Glasgow. Her wheels were no longer sensible and unfix-able.
Just across the road from our apartment was the St Enoch Centre and they had a department store that had the most brilliant types of luggage and we knew which one would suit. I wonder how long the Glasgow boy suitcase will last.
Although I did like the hot pink luggage set.
Graham says I shouldn't be be so upset about an immanent object...
I wonder if he has the same attitude about his cars?...
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