Christmas is a funny time of year. It was one of my happiest in a very long time.
It's also one of my saddest. However from sad turns of events came some glimmers of treasure. There are a hundred things I want to say about these items, but instead I am simply including the description I wrote to accompany each image on flickr. The rest of the thoughts and feelings will be roaming around my heart and my head for a long time to come.
Maybe a small spark of their specialness will translate...
Elsie's Jam Pot :: from my mum's mum, Elsie.
That my grandmas' objects are coming my way signals sad times. But all my family knows me to be an archivist; a hoarder and cataloguer; a filer and organiser; a collector, curator and historian. And as such they know these pieces will be well loved, well documented, looked after and treasured. I am flattered that they have been offered to me. Even the humblest of kitchen wares.
Great great grandma's trifle dish :: this stunning trifle dish belonged to my great, great grandmother (on my grandfather George's side). We don't know exactly how old but well over 100 years.
Needless to say I won't be making trifles in it. It's surprisingly flawless, I hope I manage to keep it that way for my great great grandchildren...
Lily's pencil box :: Another of Grandma's treasures given to me this Christmas (from my dad's mum, Lily). As far as we know this is the only thing still in our possession with her maiden name on it. It has slide-out rulers on each side, in inches and centimetres, a secret pencil drawer underneath, and a swing out top section.
And the most beautiful floral decoration. As far as I can work out it's round about 1930-32.
Thank you Lily.
Lily's recipe book :: One of my best Christmas presents, my grandma's recipe book from school. Dated 1929. Lily Pope as she was then.
:: To my Grandmas, both amazing, strong, inspiring women. My heroes ::