Attitudes towards fur have changed dramatically in recent years. Only a generation or two ago, it was one of the ultimate status symbols, a mink coat being prized only slightly less than diamonds. Nowadays, most women wouldn't touch it with a barge-pole and the fur wraps and stoles so carefully preserved by our grandmothers can be found languishing at jumble sales and in second-hand shops.
As we discussed on another thread, many first-class ladies aboard the 'Titanic' were glad of their furs on the night of the sinking. Lady Duff Gordon wore squirrel and I seem to recall that Molly Brown had a muff which she tore down the middle to wrap around a scantily-clad fireman in No 6. Charlotte Cardeza, as one might expect, was travelling with a vast array of furs and I expect she wore one too.
By the time I was little, my great-grandmother's fur stole - which I christened Stoaty Fox - had made its way to my dressing-up box. I was known to blame poor Stoaty for any mischief which might happen to occur in the playroom!