I have never really been a collector of things.
Cookie Senior would probably disagree…. I can hear it now. “Uh, what do you call all those hundred housey magazines, cook books and tea cup sets??” Yes dear…..
Alright then, maybe I am.
I did start collecting tea cups a few years ago. It may have started when chatting to a dear friend, let’s call her Mrs. H, and I mentioned how I love tea sets but dislike tea. You see, I am a coffee addict. There, said it!! Unashamedly too!! But coffee does somehow taste better when it comes from a bone china vessel with pretty little flowers. Has to be English China dahhhling!
After this conversation, she gifted me the most beautiful tea cup and saucer and right then started an obsession. When I drink from it, I am reminded of her, so it is very special.
I love that people comment when they have a hot bevvie at my place and mention how they like the tea cup.
There is something about owning a thing, that once belonged to someone else that for whatever reason they have discarded it. I have probably picked it up at an op-shop or antique shop. Thank you very much! It is a reminder of the place of purchase or sometimes who you were shopping with at the time. It is wonderful to own and love something that isn’t necessarily new. Old or thrifted things can be equally enjoyed as much as something that is brand spanking new.
I think the whole process of drinking tea is quite something. It is a ritual. Brewing of the tea, in your lovely little tea-pot, which may don a crocheted tea cosy that you picked up at the local school fete or a craft market many moons ago. Then the dispensing of the tea into your delightful little cup with its sweet little saucer and perhaps resting on the side is a souvenir teaspoon from dear ol’ Christchurch…..
Somehow, the same ritual with my stainless steel coffee plunger isn’t quite the same.
I love that I have a mish mash of tea cups.
Even the kitty gets to eat his dinner on a pretty little saucer and drinks from his own tea cup! Ridiculous I know, but I bet tuna and dry biccies never tasted so good!
And my car keys have a wee tea cup too…
I have tried to like tea, but it just doesn’t cut the mustard for me I’m afraid. I can do your herbal variety quite easily and sometimes I wish my taste buds did enjoy it.
There is nothing like the smell of opening a bag of coffee beans and saturating your nose hairs with that amazing aroma…..heaven!! All this talk about coffee is sending me straight to the machine…..now that I think about it, I have a chair obsession too.