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Al­most 60 years ago, as a newly qual­i­fied nurse at St Ge­orge’s Hospi­tal Lon­don, I was look­ing for­ward to my wed­ding.

As I made the beds with the ward sis­ter one day she asked me what I had in my ‘bot­tom drawer’. Ac­tu­ally, I had very lit­tle in it, but I said some­thing I re­ally wanted was a clock to go on the man­tel­piece.

She said she had two old clocks that had come down in the fam­ily and I was wel­come to one of them. It was rather or­nate and she didn’t like it much!

So my fi­ancé and I set off on his Lam­bretta to see it for our­selves. We were pre­sented with an or­molu mar­ble clock with elab­o­rate gild­ing. We thought it was un­usual and lovely, and we proudly re­turned to my bed­sit­ter with this rather large clock on my lap sit­ting astride the back of the scooter!

Since 1959 the clock has al­ways had pride of place in the house. It chimes on the hour and half hour and has a large key to wind it up each week. A friend in the vil­lage looks af­ter it oc­ca­sion­ally, but it ticks away with its pen­du­lum and keeps very good time.

HE­LEN LEWIS Holles­ley Suf­folk

He­len Lewis’ or­molu mar­ble clock.

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