Diary of a Teapot Collector » 2006 » March

Hi there
I know it’s late as usual.
We didn’t make it to Tony Carters because we still hadn’t any mains electricity and the roofer and electricians were in and out all every day.
This had a real bad effect on Gary Seymour as well because he didn’t have his kiln so couldn’t make any pots. At last, on the 16th January we got mains electricity reconnected.
After Xmas we had finished getting the house straight and the cleaning company come in to help cleaning the teapots. I had nightmares trying to not to let them touch any of my special pots things that I thought I couldn’t replace very easily.
I ended up washing a lot myself.

I’ve been musing lately about why teapots are so comforting. Visually I love the fat round ones, like the quintessential Brown Betties. They are remind me of hugging my short round American Grandmother, Mima; as well as the short wide body of my Scottish Nana. It’s apparent as time goes by, who I inherited my body shape from! I miss my Mima so much. She was extraordinarily affectionate, gave me such freedom, and spoiled me rotten. Her presence was a wonderful break from my stern and strict British Mum. Nana didn’t like to cuddle nor did my Mum, unless it was a wee baby. Oops, I’m getting sidetracked, but this is relevant to my rambling today.