It's my camp blanket - or as Master E calls it, "the picture blanket":
This blanket is covered with my collection of cloth badges.
The badges start in every corner and are working their way into the centre of the blanket. Some are oddly placed - usually because they've got the dual purpose of patching up a hole in this very well used blanket. There are no real rules for my collection and as a collection they tell part of 'my story' in a very unique way. Some are gifts, some I just liked, some are labels that I have unpicked from my favourite clothes. There are still many more sitting in a box waiting to be sewn on.
Some are from when I was a 'brownie' as a young girl (I wasn't a very good one - I was more interested in chasing the scouts than cooking!)
Some I earned, and one I nicked off my father's favourite footy jersey.
Some come from places that I haven't been to yet, or from places that no longer exist.
This one possibly the oldest - it comes from a family holiday in 1975.
This one from Turkey Creek I was surprised to find.
This one is from a family holiday - after visiting this place I had nightmares for AGES!!!
This one is a bit politically incorrect, celebrating the white invasion. I have ancestors that travelled to Australia as convicts on the First Fleet.
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