I am so thrilled with my tea cup shelf (the one my DH made–see yesterday’s post)! I thought I might highlight a few of the displayed items.
This 1953 Paragon cup set commemorates Queen Elizabeth’s coronation.Another memento marking her Diamond Jubilee. Wow! Can you believe she has ruled for 60 years now? And she is still lovely and regal and inspiring.
Don’t you love the rich burnished cherry wood shelf and how it soulfully contrasts with the gleaming porcelain china?This cup, with its beautiful wavy maple leaves, commemorates a visit to Canada by HRH the Princess and her husband Philip in 1951. This set commemorates the Queen’s visit to open the Saint Lawrence Seaway in 1959. My grandfather began working at the American Embassy in Ottawa in 1951, and he and my grandmother moved into a newly-built apartment in the French section. “It was nice to live in a virgin apartment,” she wrote in her journal. Most of these tea cups were part of Gran’s collection. This pic shows some Asian cups and a few other smaller-scale items, on a smaller shelf not made by my DH. The cup set on the bottom right is Irish and is such delicate porcelain, it’s almost transparent. The one in the middle says “A Present From Dunoon.”
This is my most recent cup set, commemorating the marriage of HRH Prince William and Kate Middleton.Paragon stopped doing the official commissioned cups for the royals in 1960. This one is made by Royal Worcester.
Take another look at the gorgeous shelf made by my dear hubby; his labor of love for me! After seeing this beautiful vehicle all decked out with porcelain treasures, I had the most warm and wonderful memories of my grandmother.I can recall my gran drinking tea and coffee from beautiful, rounded, full bodied cups like these. When we stayed at their house on Spring Street in Alexandria, Virginia, drinking scalding liquids was such a big part of her morning routine. I can hear in my mind, the soft clink of her silver-plated teaspoon against a porcelain cup while she read the morning paper. As you may have guessed, I did not turn out to be a coffee or tea drinker. Her kitchen had a little dining alcove next to a window that opened onto the roof peak over the back cellar door, and in the winter she’d throw bread crumbs out onto the snow-covered roof peak for the cardinals to gather and eat, much to our delight! Breakfast for her was often tea and buttered toast, and she liked her toast well done, on the verge of burnt. She loved the “red birds” or cardinals, but especially loved to see the robins come to Alexandria, because it meant spring was on the way. She wrote in her journal about traveling around Canada in the 1950’s: “Nearly everyone on the bus had on some kind of a fur coat. They would be damp from snow and the bus smelled like a bunch of wet animals.” She didn’t learn to drive a car until she was quite elderly, retired, and living in Florida.
I wouldn’t know many of these details if Gran hadn’t left a typewritten 27-page journal, along with these mementos, her china and collectibles and linens and sewing desk. I’m sure each cup, each item, has its own story, but many details are already lost and irretrievable. Some day, someone may want to know about you. Won’t you take the time to record your thoughts for the fun and enlightenment of the next generation?