Whilst I was briefly back in the tranquil north I managed to get my hands on some of my Dad’s jewellery boxes. He has a strange, some what obsessive tendency to keep all his old jewellery boxes and merely uses them to display his antique stock. I suppose they give an element of charm to the jewellery and put it into context. Anyway, I immediately noted the ornate typography which had been used to line the boxes. Each one had its own store name (often a family name preceded by ‘& Son’s’ or the like) along with address and occupation ‘Watchmaker & Jeweller’. A particular favourite is unsurprisingly Howell’s (below) which is our family jewellers. The box dates back to the 20’s and is in pretty good ware considering. I can kind of see now why he’s so reluctant to let them go, commenting ‘Well if they want the box, they’ll have to pay’ and I can see, there little gems of history each one having housed hundreds of cherished moments.