I have a little china cup, once upon a time it lived in the glass fronted cabinet in the ‘front room’ of my great, great aunt’s house, one of those late Victorian rooms of heavy furniture and creaking floor boards, the lids of the china teapots in the cabinet rattled as you walked across the room. Here she is seated, centre, I don’t remember her a being very jolly, but I do remember, in the 1970’s her then white hair, had a nicotine stained quiff of yellow,
Time passes and the little cup then moved on to my mum’s dresser, and now it lives in my cabinet of curiosities. It’s marked Coalport China
I thought I might find out a little about it at the Coalport Museum. What I discovered is that my plain little cup has some much grander cousins (excuse the shaky photo).
It seems Coalport sold undecorated china, and it was often decorated by other companies to their specification. I prefer my little white cup, just the way it is, I like its simplicity.
I can’t think that this little print came from the dour great Aunts house, it seems far to whimsical for her taste, but who knows.