When I was a child, I picked up a rusty 5 cents coin from a plantation farm, and I washed it using detergent with an icon brush.
Yes I know, I aware of the damage I did, look at the face of King George on 5 Cents coin below, you will know what I mean.
What’s done is done, after all I was just a kid. The story doesn’t end here, it is the beginning of my journey of coin collecting.
I don’t have many coins collected, I don’t buy coins. I find, I pick up, I collect when I travel overseas, I exchange with foreigners, I bug my friends and family to bring me coins as souvenir when they travel overseas, every single coin of mine is meaningful to me, and it is not for sale :)
Here’s my collection of Malaya coins.