I think his spanners meant a lot to him. They were excellent quality and probably dated back to the 1950s and his BSA motorbike. Sadly my father was absent for long periods of my youth so I didn’t see the spanners as of any sentimental value.
As I sat at my father hospital bedside as he lay dying but still lucid he asked me the following question: “What will you do with my spanners?” I found this a very difficult question to answer as my interest in his 50yr old spanners was negligible. As they say Possessions are Gaolers! Sell the damn