This little tin has been in every home I’ve lived. I know it and its content very well and yet I know nothing about the original owner.
This was all my mum had kept of her first fiance.
He was killed in a motor bike accident in the early 1950’s.
She would never talk about him but the nature of his death caused both my parents to be certain that they didn’t want either their only child or their grandchildren to ride motorbikes.
His name was David and he may have lived in or around Braintree in Essex England, but equally he could have been stationed at any East Anglian Air field and be from anywhere.
His surname may have been De’Ath but that could also be wrong.
These are the artifacts from the tin.
Its a sad little collection, on the whole as a family we’ve avoided motorbikes.