Whilst in Spain, I went on a coach trip to see a Franciscan Monastery in Jumilla, high up in the mountains of Murcia's northern sierras. The guide could not promise us admission, sometimes the monks just don't answer the door. But we were in luck. The church was full of atmosphere, and very small, but beyond it, through a small door, there was a treasure trove of memorabilia collected by the monks over many years during their travels, called the Museo Jeronimo Molina. Room after dingy room revealed delights of bygone years. These rusty old keys were against a wall. I haven't replaced the background, this is the way it was, complete with its own grot and texture.