If you're brave enough to fly

Sometimes Monday means having a cup of tea in a nice cup and saucer instead of one of the same mugs you always do.

One of the things I always associate with happy memories from my childhood is my grandmother making tea.  She was a massive tea drinker, and always had this amazing collection of tea cups and saucers.  She’d get them out for other people, but when it came to her own tea, she always made it in a stubby fat brown mug, as though she wasn’t good enough for the pretty china.  My mother has always collected tea cups, too, but rarely uses them.  I’ve always wanted to start collecting, and have a few nice sets that have been gifts.  The above cup and saucer isn’t an amazing piece of china, but it’s something that I bought with the intention of using it, and then stashed away in a cupboard to gather dust.  This morning I got it out and used it, and went and got my other sets out from a cupboard where they’ve been on display (but tucked away in a part of the house where they are actually rarely looked at).

Mirrored from Stephanie Gunn.