This and That

This is a tale about a box of grimy, wooden picture frames that I picked up at the local auction two and a half years ago. 
They have been sat under my desk ever since but I always knew they would come in useful some day. 

Sunday was that day. 
It was a grey, dreary, damp day and it was my birthday.

I received three delightful cards from my three children. 

That made me immeasurably happy. 

Time to get out that box.

After a quick dust, a lick of paint, some waxing with a soft cloth and a final polish, 

my cards looked deservedly well dressed. 

And that’s that.