A box, hidden in the fire wall between the two units - our hearts and minds raced with the thrill of this discovery!
Our contractor, Jacques, was hopeful that there was a nice, aged, bottle of wine.
Our thoughts ran to a time capsule, complete with newspapers, photos of campers, and maybe some wheat pennies or silver dollars.
Alas, it turned out to be a guest list for dinner (Elsie was responsible for bringing the meat), a few older napkins, and a handful of lace antimeccazers.
Maybe next time...
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