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Sun Kissed But Dusty Kitchen Shelves

Sun Kissed Kitchenalia, Rocking Dog

Sun Kissed Kitchenalia

Cold outside but sun kissed inside!

This afternoon I managed to return into the garden to continue with dismantling the stone flower bed. Today saw a further six wheelbarrow loads of Pennant stone for my mountainous stone pile and more frustratingly a sizeable mound of previous owner, Mr Dursley’s rubble (sure the pile can be seen from the moon!)

It was easy to get rid of the lurid Greek mural in the bathroom together with the hideous mink brown suite and coordinating firework carpet. It was easy to chop up Mr D’s orange box bookshelves and even fairly straightforward to strip fireplaces of paint effects and crinoline ladies! Even felling fifteen or so life sapping conifers was a doddle compared to this rubble…..AGGGGGGHHHH! However somewhat thankfully the rubble contained no ancient prosthetic limbs or medical appliances. Many years ago a friend was greeted with a variety of rather macabre rubble when she cleared the overgrown garden of her Welsh cottage.

Grabbing my breath and a drink indoors I loved the warmth and beams of the winter sunshine. My kitchen shelves looked very spring-like with their eclectic collection of heirloom china kissed by the sun. I always find it amazing that we can live with furniture and things, often forgetting the beauty of some of the possessions we own. The blue and white Spode china sprigged with rosebuds belonged to my grandmother Emily. I have loved it for as long I can remember and continue to love it. There’s a little antique earthenware jug that was a housewarming present for our first home in Cardiff over thirty years ago, there’s a jug that was the family custard jug when I was little, and many charity shop finds.

The little glass “jars” are medical cupping glasses. These are of questionable age but in the past were used to treat conditions such as Pulmonary Tuberculosis. They are still used extensively in Chinese medicine. My set of glass cups are more likely to have Belgian chocolates under them rather than being applied to skin for some painful affliction.

The shelves themselves have not escaped Mr Dursley’s eccentric approach to DIY. To get the levels sorted he has used a dessertspoon for propping a shelf, its handle exposed for posterity!

So while I was readying myself to return to the unenviable task of Mr D’s rubble I admired my sunny shelves and tried not to focus on the cobwebs!

Spode and Charity shop Finds, Rocking Dog

Spode and Charity shop Finds

For Belgian Choc's, Rocking Dog

For Belgian Choc’s

Spot The Cobwebs, Rocking Dog

Spot The Cobwebs