This is one of the tins I brought home from Grandad's house.
It perfectly combines my love of roses and my love of little tins to keep things in! I love the shape and the perfect cheerfulness of this little tin.
It was in Grandma's room - and it was such a surprise when I opened it after I got home - it contained about thirty little keys, some big, some tiny, some on keyrings, others loose. It makes me wonder where all the cabinets and clocks and cases are which are now keyless! Somewhere someone is probably sighing, 'if only we had the key....' Whoops!