It kind of encapsulates my summer - the day trips and the thrifting, the family and the friends, but also Museum Week when I was alone for part of every day looking at very old, brightly painted ceramics and tea sets and thinking about how many generations of people have used colour and imagination to make ordinary functional items special.
I'm hoping that when I bring it out at Christmas with our traditional family meringues and shortbread on it, I'll remember these not-so-lazy days that made up a special part of this year.
I wonder what family traditions it was part of in its previous life?
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