..crumpled from being stored & the last of a childhood collection-I wish I hadn’t ditched the souvenir spoons thou!
I particularly love the ‘We crossed the Nullarbor’ t-towel because we crossed it alright, when it was a dirt road, while sleeping in the back of a valiant station wagon. And we did it every year, driving 24/7 until we pulled into Perth. Scared the heck outta me, especially while on compulsory Kangaroo lookout duty in the passenger seat, “Kangaroo @ 11 O’Clock!”- They breed them big over in WA. Nothing stopped us getting to our destination & looking back it was another priceless experience, courtesy of my overly adventurous Father..
Sorry…to subject you to more of my kitsch!!