In another time the red suitcase was used for short trips to Nefyn or maybe Chester. Packed full for Christmas family fortnights too, it held folded blouses, skirts and slacks, woollens, a silk scarf and some sturdy shoes for walks plus patents for best.
Never far from home, the case wasn't bought for a turn around an airport carousel or to display international tags and stickered ticket stubs. Nothing foreign in its frilly inner pockets either. Then.
Passed on when its owner had also, the suitcase became a stuffed and stationary holdall for musty family matter.
And postcards from abroad.
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