Inside An Old Woman’s Cupboard No.2
The housekeeper with the cleaning fetish really should try to cultivate her illness by a layer or two. The silver coffee/teapots could benefit from a little of that buffing muscle of hers. Maybe I’ll remember to bring it up. I’m trying my damdest to think where these pots might have come from. I used to know a weary-eyed young mother of several small children (I never paid attention to the actual count) who operated an antiques shop for her mother. The shop was housed in an old storefront situated on “the square” opposite the county courthouse in what people refer to as a quaint little village…a short drive from my home. She often telephoned me when her old mother returned from an auction or an estate sale with things she thought might interest me. I’d wager that’s where some of this stuff came from.
The goblet is there to remind me of my niece’s antique crystal pattern…the name of which I have totally discarded. Once, I was on a mission to find every piece of it for her, but my enthusiasm wavered. Either that or I was distracted by some other fleeting obsession. No matter. Replacements, Ltd. in Greensboro, NC, conveniently has the information stored in their vast database of kindly reminders carefully designed to serve people like me. Now that I think of it, Susie’s birthday was last November. Crap!