My friend and I talked about our youth. Yes, we are of that age that we revert to those glorious days gone by (they were not more or less glorious than our current days, I haste to add). Sheila told me that her parents and their friends, neighbours used to ‘sit’.
Neighbours would come over for an evening. Tea was being drunk, biscuits or cake or pie was being eaten and on Sunday evenings the piano was being played. These sits were not about what was being said or how much. Sometimes it was just quiet. Everybody was content with that though. After an hour or so of relative calm, people would move on to their own houses. Satisfied with the sense of community they got out of this evening, knowing that in a few days their front room was going to be the backdrop of another easy community event.
This was England in the 60′s. In the Netherlands I have experienced these evenings too. I wondered, when do we just ‘sit’ now with neighbours and friends? Is it time to bring back those evenings, without television or social media on, and – I’m going to use here the 2013 equivalent of the 1960′s sit-word: Be. With our members of our community. Our neighbours, family, acquaintances and friends? Being hospitable and courteous is an art, we can all be artists and use our best tableware to spoil our community.
Langlyware teapot, Swinnertons platter, Henry Watson Coffee mugs (tankards), two identical cheese domes, and Alfred Meakin 1947 tiny coffee cups; they belong to this coffeepot.
This last Sunday (yesterday) I went on Vintage Safari with Sheila. We’ve been doing this together more often. It was a misty, wet day and we got up at 6am. If anything made my day, it was her company and this find that made the sun shine:
It has three small ‘silver’ balls underneath. It looks fab. I think it is 1950′s plastic. Read here about the Vintage Market Safaris in 2014.
Have a lovely day,