If you’ve read this blog before, you may be aware of my slight obsession with utility china and teapots, particularly the kind that don’t have slugs lurking in the bottom. As you can imagine, one of my first acts on acquiring a new kitchen was lovingly to arrange the burgeoning collection in its own dedicated cupboard. Well, I say “arrange”. Those of you with more artistic or domestic ability would probably say “plonk”, or even “cram”. If you were being particularly kind. you might go as far as “stack”.
To me, though, it’s still an arrangement. It’s a very heteroclite collection: very little of the china actually matches. It’s a jumble of styles, colours, makes, shapes. Somehow, still, it all manages to coordinate. And it gives me immense pleasure to see it sitting there, glowing with pastelly gorgeousness, and the promise of tea and cake to come.