For most of my adult life I have had a fascination with collecting china and glassware; tea sets, teapots, dinner services, cocktail glasses, brandy glasses, picnic sets, you name it and I had it.
These items were something I was proud of and I displayed them in an ornate cabinet in our old house. Well, actually I displayed some of it because there was so much I didn’t have enough space to put it all out.
When we started to purge and declutter our house I sold it all and didn’t think twice about it, except the Art Deco dinner service – in the picture above is just one small piece of it.
I just couldn’t do it. I don’t know why but I couldn’t part with it – until now.
Yes, it beautiful and yes, it does being me joy and I know that the minimalist mantra is if it brings you joy then keep it.
But although it brings me joy when I think about it or see, I rarely do – if I’m honest it’s packed in two boxes at the back of the loft space.
How can it bring me joy from there?
When I decided to hang on to it I told Frank that we’d use it for special occasions, like Christmas. Christmas dinner came and went and it didn’t get used.
While an item may well have been the most ‘prized’ thing in my past life, what I value now is so different. A piece of pottery, no matter how beautiful, isn’t going to enrich my life in the way that an exhausting but exhilarating bike ride can, or an afternoon spent playing with our nephews can, or visiting an new city can.
So that’s it. It’s going – what for me is the final reminder of my ‘collecting’ tendencies is being listed on eBay.