My grandmother was a keen stitcher. She was one of four sisters (must run in the family) and I inherited all their sewing boxes. Quite a collection and I might post more about them another time. The image above is the lid of Grannie's sewing box. Even with my love of keeping things until they fall apart, after the lid fell off for the umpteenth time and there was nothing really left of the box to reattach it to, I admitted defeat. Couldn't bring myself to throw it out though, I love the wear and tear on the pincushion lid. And that these are Grannie's pins.
In my beginning-to-be sorted out work room I've found a spot for it above my sewing-machine table, a happy bit of recycling.