Was I born with one of these in my mouth?


Silver

Some pieces we have now unpacked,
Have for some time good cleaning lacked;
Left, shows how they can be improved
Before they ‘on display’ are moved.

The notes give dates, in late Mom’s hand,
Although, from what we understand,
At least one of the group may well
Be even older – time will tell!

© April 2016 Colonialist (WordPress)
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24 Responses to Was I born with one of these in my mouth?

  1. Fiona says:

    Yoh! Came over here thanks to Ark. Those are amazing, but what got me, was the writing. It was like seeing my late granny’s.

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  2. Is that a leaf pattern on one? I’ve got one of those. Somewhere.

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  3. Don’t polish them too much – you’re wearing away silver each time (I watch a lot of antique tv programmes). When I read your title in my reader, my first thought was “foot” and only then did I think of a silver spoon!

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  4. Colline says:

    What beautiful keepsakes

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  5. susielindau says:

    You would be pretty dang old! Ha! Nice mementoes!

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  6. equinoxio21 says:

    Lovely. I wouldn’t doubt for a minute that you were born with one of these in your mouth, as befits any gentleman.
    Reminds we haven’t polished the family (much more recent) silver in a while.
    I’ve seen similar “couverts”, stamped with Queen Victoria’s cipher on the Nairobi-Mombasa train in the last century. A pity they were mixed with made in Korea stainless steel spoons. Such “décadence”. 🙂

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    • colonialist says:

      It seems scarcely believable, now, that trains would have genuine silver cutlery. The rot was setting in which has now descended to the depths of plastic disposables.

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      • equinoxio21 says:

        That was some time ago, in 1988, when I decided to take my family (wife and daughters) to Kenya. Real, old silver was already sparse but still. The dining car had this “Orient-Express” flavour. Quite wonderful. Very few silver spoons. I think the tourists were already pinching them. (We seem to share, amongst other things, a certain hatred for plastic, you and I). Have a lovely week-end Leslie.
        Brian

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        • colonialist says:

          That must have been an experience. Was it as recent as that when such decadence was still in evidence?
          One of the things we did when starting married life was to contribute monthly to a supplier of Norwegian silver, gradually building up our dinner service. We only use it in company that is unlikely to collect souvenirs.

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