I didn’t realise until the past couple of weeks just how much I like silver. I’ve had some tucked away inside a display cabinet for about 10 years. Mostly silver plate, it came from my grandmother’s collection when she died, a few items I picked up after the more impressive pieces were selected by the elder generation.
More recently, my mother is downsizing and offloading a whole bunch of her collection of antiques and ornaments (many of which also came from my grandmother’s house). And so once more I found myself presented with a vast array of shiny pretties.
I have a very small house. Not a lot of storage. I don’t host dinner parties (don’t really have the space or aptitude in the kitchen), although rather enjoy entertaining on a small scale.
Despite this, I kept lifting pieces off my parents’ table and adding them to my pile… silver jugs, vases, a housekeeper’s chatelaine, a candlestick in Sheffield plate (which, to be honest, I think my mother was originally intending to keep).
Here’s why I think silver speaks to me:
- I’m a metallurgist at heart.
- My grandmother loved it. I remember her showing me some of these pieces time and again and I associate them with her.
- Most of the pieces represent a time gone by — such as one might find in a fantasy world. Simply looking at them transports me somewhere else…
Anyway, the influx of ‘new’ silver pieces to my place prompted a thorough clean of my display cabinet and all the silver therein. Here’s what it looks like now.
As a result of my parents’ purging exercise, I have also acquired a retro dinner set and a delightfully mismatched set of cup-saucer-plates, such as they might use for ‘tea’ in Jane Austen movies.
And another entire display cabinet to put everything in.
Add to that some silver cake forks and teaspoons… and I’m now well kitted out to host a regency-style afternoon tea.
I haven’t declared an ‘inspiration of the week’ for quite a while, but I’m declaring my new and rediscovered silver to be one now.
Can anyone else relate to this?? In this day and age it seems a little crazy, but there you go. I can’t stop admiring it.