The pocket handkerchief

At one time women had time to wash and iron cotton handkerchiefs and I clearly remember being sent to primary school with handkerchiefs in my gingham school dress pockets. I still wash ( but not iron) a fresh white handkerchief for my husband  to go to work with but I don't know why! A residual domestic goddess lurking in the feminist I guess. I am so lucky as very kind people give me pre-loved things for me to love and work with and these came in to my studio this afternoon.Those of you of a certain age will know the special place  Sooty had in out hearts. Thank you Sian for giving me a little bit of your own childhood……...