My mother's collection of Belleek started with the first trip she and my father took to Barbados. He bought her this beautiful harp at the duty free shop. Imagine buying Irish porcelain while on holiday to Barbados. The Belleek was the one thing she asked me to never get rid of on her passing. I have honoured that request. The crocheted doilies were made by me at some time or another. I have a drawer full. No one wants them anymore. I guess they're too fussy.
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