When I was a little girl we had the most amazing bedding in thick cotton and brown and white flowers printed on it. To me it was the most wonderful thing. My mum hated it. It reminded her of the seventies. She couldn't throw it away because grandma had given it to her so it served as the spare set. But one day when I wasn't looking she chucked it, and I've missed it since. Found it on a photograph though... And now, me and mum have matching dresses in the old bedding and she can't throw that away can she?!