Mr LC has just informed me that thre is "tons of silver dinnerware" in his mother's attic (this sounds so much grander than the reality!) but he told her we didn't want it.
Either he is joking or insane. "What use would we have for silver dinnerware?". Every bloody day use that's what!
I shall be rescinding his refusal and setting some stunning tables for baked beans and cheese on toast!