My dad has a thing for precious stones and has been collecting them for as long as I can remember. There’s a display cabinet of his favourites in our kitchen with stones of all shapes, colours and sizes from all over the world.
That is probably where I get my stone collecting habits from. Whenever I go out for the day with family or friends and I want to remember the day I find a stone and bring it home. I have a vase filled with stones from all over the world – Wales, Ireland, Morocco, Argentina, Spain and a few others I can’t remember.
They all have a happy memory of a day I loved, so here, just for Valentine’s Day, are my stones: