15/04/11 23:28 Filed in: New Arrival
The new owners of these lovely pieces said they take one lump.
Maybe you will want two... These beautiful Royal Winton all-over floral creamer and sugar pot were so admired that they barely made it on display at Brougham Street Bazaar before they were snapped up by a discerning collector. So that might be one for your tea and one for your head when you realise you have missed out.
12/04/11 23:26 Filed in: New Arrival
When the car needs washing or the lawn needs mowing, what is it that keeps us going to the end of the job? The satisfaction of a job well done? The restoration of order and peace? Or maybe a jug full of home made lemonade with lots of ice to make it really cold?
This jug is from the 1930’s when it would equally well have furnished refreshment after a game of tennis or at the end of a bridge party on the verandah. These days you will find it equally happy to dispense a cold drink of lemon, lime and bitters.
08/04/11 23:18 Filed in: New Arrival
Rain streaks across the window. Lights flash past outside the carriage and the train rattles on through the stormy night. You look up to see the steward open the compartment door with the silver tea service on a glittering tray. The wintry night on the other side of the glass seems far away as you sip on your evening cuppa.
Maybe not every silver tea service is part of the orient express, but we can dream. The Brougham Street Bazaar is where you can find the echoes of your dreams in every nook and cranny.
05/04/11 23:16 Filed in: New Arrival
Are you ready for Winter? There is nothing like a hearty soup. All those delicious vegetables, maybe some barley or pumpkin and ginger?
Are you going to just put bowls out on the table, or can you keep all your diners in suspense by parading into the dining room with the secret of tonight’s flavours hidden under the lid of this beautiful Meakin Soup Tureen.
01/04/11 23:13 Filed in: New Arrival
Do you remember going down to the kitchen for breakfast and finding the room full of the smell of porridge that had been on the wood stove since five in the morning? The orange juice was always freshly squeezed and the table had a red and white checked cloth. The bacon was frying and the butter sat defiantly yellow in the T G Green blue and white striped butter dish.
You may not always have that much time these days for breakfast, but you can still get the look of a 1930’s repast at the Brougham Street Bazaar.