I resisted the temptation today to go all philosophical and talk about how my forbears have handed down their strong moral fibre, their impeccable ethics, their affection for each other . .
My grandparents weren't wealthy people and since we left them when I was 11 years old, the opportunity to salvage a few odd hand-me-downs was limited. There are no jewels or riches, just a few knick nacks and the family Christening Dress - actually I've been flatoutsky and haven't had enough time to really give this a lot of creative thought. I did manage to keep a few little things that I'll be able to pass on to my folk when they feel the need for some reminiscing . . right now they're more interested in Guitar Hero and PS3 . . .
So now I have the chance to post a couple of old treasures that have made it through three generations and hopefully will kick off for a fourth!
The chair was my paternal Grandma's and was once part of a threesome. A Grandfather Chair, and a Chaise Lounge but the other two were jumble saled . . .I don't like the colour of the Queen Anne Chair but haven't got round to restoring it yet. The little dress is our family Christening Dress, it has been worn by me, my two brothers, my sister, three nieces and one nephew. The other neph grew too fast and it wouldn't fit . . besides, he'd have died of shame being Christened in a lacy dress!
Do not laugh. This is a regulation Tablespoon, a tbs for those who know the importance of the measure. Plastic ones were broken or dribbled on by babies for entertainment but this has survived almost 100 years! It's one of my most prized posessions and is still used daily!
I remember my mother sewing curtains with this monstrosity. A hand driven Singer sewing machine that my Grandmother lent to her when they moved into their new house when I was about knee high to a grasshopper . . . It's now a glorified door stop (with it's lid on of course) but I didn't have the heart to see it go in the garage sale.
Part of the White Shelley Tea/Coffee service that is intact after 70 odd years. I've cleaned it and bleached it but haven't ever used it for it's intended purpose. I do remember the vicar coming to my grandma's house and this being brought out just for him along with posh chocolate biscuits and little triangle sandwiches. I wonder if he ever appreciated it . . .one day I will do High Tea!
This is just cute. It's a little Chinese Perfume bottle, sent to my Aunt many years ago by a long lost Uncle. It's accompanied with the most delightful hand painted and hand written gift card. I don't know who he was but he clearly loved our Daphne!
My Grandfather's field glasses and medal. . .he was blinded by a grenade blast during the first world war and retired injured. He never would abide a Guide Dog . . pity, I think he would have lived beyond his 73 years if he'd been less sedentary . . . I like the irony of field glasses for a blind man. I have his braille dominoes as well . . .
And last but not least, the cake stand that didn't make it into last Thursday's "Glass" theme. Well used if only for birthdays and special days. A little chipped and worse for wear but I love it. Clare's Lime Chocolate Cheesecake looks great on it. Oh . . and the darling little bells that my Nana collected on her mantle. Naturally, because they're all glass, they remain safely secreted away in the glassware cupboard!