Do we all have heroes? Someone we admire? Maybe some one we would like to have been given a different set of circumstances or someone we desire to emulate in some for m or another? I hope so. I am sure we do as children when we begin to read about people - I have mentioned before my love as a young person of Maurice le Toumelin who wrote 'Kurun around the world' after sailing single handed round the world. Of course I would never do it - I have never ever been on a sailling boat on the sea and would be scared stiff before we left harbour - but how I admired that man for his daring.
One of my all-time Heroes popped up in today's Times. Betty Boothroyd. She is now 91 so has been around for the whole of my life. My father was a strong Labour Party supporter and her name cropped up regularly in our house - for one thing she had been born into a very working class background, which to our family made her special as we too were working class in the days when it really mattered (well to my Dad at any rate).
She was a Labour MP for almost thirty years and for the last few of those also Speaker of the House of Commons - the only woman ever to have held that post (and never one to be afraid of speaking her mind!)
I see in today's Times that she has decided to move out of London into a cottage in the countryside (at 91 a brave move - the thought of moving again is unthinkable to me - the rave to start with apart from the effort involved.) Because the cottage is smaller she is having to part with some of her treasures and has found it so hard to decided which ones to keep and which to sell. (she has decided and a sale is coming up shortly). Each one has a memory - many were gifts - one from Boris Yeltsin for instance.
I sat here over my coffee and thought what I would do if I ever have to move again. What would I do with all my treasures (not in the same league as Betty's financially but treasures to me because of the memories they hold). Many things I have brought back from my travels abroad - to Russia in the days when it was the Soviet Union so including Khazakstan, Uzbekistan - the Silk Route, the Trans Siberian Railway. And things from the US and a paper weight from Malta. None of them precious in terms of money but the memories they hold are precious. But those memories will die with me anyway.
Ah such food thought. Over your coffee have a think. Have you any heroes? And what about 'treasures'? How would you sort them out if it came to moving on?