Small disaster–nobody hurt

I’ve not always kept a travel journal but I have always collected ephemera.  When we first got the long haul travel bug, I’d create collages of this and that and we’d put them in IKEA frames to hang in our stairwell.  It’s an awkward place to take photographs and one spot in the house that just doesn’t feature in any I’ve taken.  So, I don’t have a record of how it was before disaster struck.

We didn’t hear anything.

We have no idea when it happened.

But yesterday morning, my Hero went downstairs to find a row of three large frames had fallen from the wall.  Being the Hero he is too, he’d cleared it all up by the time I appeared.

Each of the (cheap, insubstantial) frames is damaged and there’s a small, postage stamp-sized piece of plaster missing.

So what happened?  We have no idea but can only think that the top frame slipped and fell straight down the wall taking the others with it.

The more pressing problem is, do I fix a temporary repair to the three frames and take my time to create something new and fresh for that wall? 

Or do I begin on a new series of travel-related hangings and use the cobwebby box of fourteen stretched canvases I bought several years ago for this very purpose?