Garages, sheds and family treasures

I’M up at my mum’s old house, going through a trunk full of photographs. There is a biscuit tin of medals here, awarded to my grandfathers after World War I. I pull one of them out and realise it was

IT’S been an emotional few weeks in the Grigg household, now that my Mum has gone. Mr Grigg and I have been going through her things, setting aside a game of solitaire for Number One Son who used to e

When I was a child, we had a tortoise called Winnie who had belonged to my father when he was a boy in the 1950s. He called his pet Winston after Churchill, but this name had to be changed when he dis

THE letter from the solicitor stated that I had been left a legacy by my great aunt Lucy. And I needed to make an appointment to attend their offices at my earliest convenience to ascertain further de

DID you really grow up here?” Kerry tried not to shiver as she walked round the empty rooms. And not just because the heating hadn’t been on for a long time and the sound of the rookery in the nearby

Whether it is adding contemporary paintings to a gallery of Old Masters or branching out into territories as diverse as Modernist chairs, Iranian tiles or Churchill memorabilia, the passion for collecting seems to run in some families, as Eleanor Doughty discovers