Object Name: Halo figurine
Notes: some accessories not shown…
Comments: Now, I am not a Halo player or a fan. I am, however, a big fan of the web series Red vs Blue. If you have never seen it, I’m not going to give you all the back ground just because Wikipedia does a better job of it. Basically it is a parody of first person shooters and is “filmed” in Halo and its sequels. There are a few main characters, one of which is the “fool” – Caboose. He is by far and away my favourite character as his innocence is just adorable. So there are no Red vs Blue figurines, but there are Halo ones. So my boyfriend of the time gave me this as my very own Caboose. Although he doesn’t say some of my favourite Caboose lines such as “I call it naptime! After that comes food time. Then comes food-nap time! Which is my favourite time of all!”, he still has pride of place.
He was only recently de-boxed (yes I can be a “Mint in Box” kind of collector) as the box just fell apart. He has lived on a few walls and he fell off one to many times. Of course now I just worry about losing his extra accessories…
Object Name: Pair of baby bracelets
Notes: one gold and one silver baby bracelets
Comments: Baby bracelets aren’t an unusual item, I presume. A quick look online and them seem very popular as a baby gift. As you can tell from the photograph, I don’t occupy my spare time polishing them. As far as I can recall, both of my god parents presented me with these as christening gift.
I find these an odd pair of objects to keep as I have no personal memories attached to them as they are truly tiny. All I can do is marvel at how small I must have been once for these to fit me (although as a child I had quite chunky arms…). Both have little plates ready for inscription, with one blank. Unless I was to have children of my own, or name a daughter after myself, what will I ever do with these? It seems like there are many traditions around the world about the significance of jewellery on children, linked with good fortunes and warding off evil. When does one “grow out” of these though, and must you hold onto them forever? I have no inclination to get rid of them but as an object I don’t remember wearing let alone receiving, they are a funny form of tangible memory I have been given by my god parents.