I sorted out the sideboards today and in the process photographed these wonderful hand-painted plates that have come down through the family. When my Grandmother left her home and moved in with Mum and Dad the 12 were split up - Mum had 6 and Uncle Eric had 6. When they both died GB kindly agreed they should come back together again and so I have all twelve plus three cake plates. I love them but am almost afraid to use them.
They are so pretty. I would also be afraid to use them!
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