6 November 17: Bone china tales

Welcome to a new week.

When my grandmother made the big move from rural Wales to London in the 1920s, it was, by all accounts, like moving to another world. There were lots of surprises (like having to shout for ‘More hot water in number 7!’ at Camberwell Public Baths – a big deal for a quiet country girl) and a few shocks, like encountering mugs of tea for the first time.

My childhood memory was of her looking through cafe windows and rejecting them if they didn’t serve tea in bone china. I thought of her when I bought this dainty pink 120-year-old Queen Victoria Diamond Jubilee cup for £1 at a boot sale yesterday. She would have approved.

Martha, The Colour File x 

Leave a Reply