Every family in the past seems to have had a Button tin. In all shapes and sizes big ones, small ones, rusty ones! All with the same distinct smell of history.

The button tin that I grew up with is a large pink tin one with a rusty rim. When you open it you can’t but smile. It is filled with buttons in all shapes and sizes colours and textures. My grandmother was a great dress maker and I can remember outfits she made by the buttons in the tin that were made to match. Buttons can be like photographs jogging memories from the past.

Nowadays it is a sad trend that we are throwing away our old buttons far too easily. Start collecting today and create a little piece of history for your next generations to come.