When I was little, I spent an enormous amount of time with my grandparents who only lived a couple of streets away. They were more fun and far more interesting than my parents! And I didn't have to pester much with my Mama's before she gave in! Their sideboard (which now has pride of place in my home) was filled with the most fascinating items, most of which I ended up with over time - due to my pestering skills. One of the items I loved was this very old parish magazine which I didn't realise at the time was from the middle of the first world war. It survives in a fairly decent state, however the front page came back ripped of when I loaned it to the church to display 30 years ago.