Prolly because his grandparents owned some
@Jeeves !!!
(Snorts allergies are a joke!) My grandmum had silver grapefruit spoons (they were a thing, apparently) and would make me broiled grapefruit with brown sugar for brekkie (it sounds odd, but was actually good.) But, when she passed and my mum asked if I wanted them, I politely declined. "Mum, I am that person who peels their grapefruit and eats it like an orange- don't send me things I will never ever use!"
Alas, Tattlers, I fear I may be on the receiving end of some crap, as my mum rang me yesterday to tell me her cousins dropped some of my recently departed great-aunts' "treasures" off at her house, and did I want her "pew-ah" pitcher and tray? (I was laughing so hard- "Mum, do you mean 'pewter'?" "That is what I said- pew-ah. What is wrong with you? Why is that funny? No matter, you will receive a large box in the post very soon, whether you like it or not.") While I have successfully managed to evade so many "precious family heirlooms" with smooth talking (looking at you, Hummel collection that has been split between my cousins' baby children), I couldn't stop laughing long enough to talk her out of it (and Mr. T Rex said I needed to get outside to help him move the boathouse furniture due to the storm surge.). SMH. I am doomed. I will now dread every post delivery!