I wrote in a previous post about my Little Granddad, who was in fact my Great Granddad. He was very, very special to me, I remember that he bought me a Harmonica (much to my Mum and Dads delight ) which I adored. I played it all the time, in my head I was a fantastic player. In reality it must have been a terrible din!
I once (I think I was around 4) ran away from home…well I ran all the way around the corner to his house anyway. That seems so young, doesn’t it? I can’t imagine how worried everyone must have been. I’m not even sure why I did it.
My Mum always describes all of his kitchen cupboards as being full of sugar and condensed milk. I think a reminder of days of rationing and so condensed milk always reminds me of him.
I was still very young, just 5 when he died. Though I remember that I was upset, I have a vague memory of having a special photograph of him in my bed at night. What I don’t remember, is that I lost some of my hair. A small patch of it, I suppose through the stress of it all.
I wanted to give you this background so that you I could try to convey the importance of my mum giving me two pieces this week that were my Little Granddad’s.
The light is terrible at the moment, so I have just put them here to shoot them.
Two vintage glass pieces. The first being a square glass serving tray. I think it is cut glass rather than pressed. I don’t think I will use it for food, but I’m undecided. I like the idea of using it to display things, so its out all the time. Any ideas would be gratefully received.
The small item to the right, is a sauce boat. I think it should have a glass stand too. I remember this so vividly. It always sat on our table when we had Sunday Lunch, filled with Mint sauce that had been watered down with vinegar. Does everyone do this, or just our family? This I will definitely use as a mint sauce server.
So this is my Magpie Monday treasure, pre-loved but by my own family.
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