Monday, 17 May 2010

It's only a biscuit cutter...............

This is one of my latest acquisitions, a very nice cutter, dating from, I think, WW2 or so.
Most folk wouldn't give it a second look, it's tatty and "old fashioned", which is probably why it ended up at the tip, where it was rescued and brought home by me for literally a few pennies.
Take another look at it - the history it holds is untold, but it is there. I imagine it's been through a lot, and will now serve my household very well - I even have in mind the first biscuit I will make with it!
This little cutter encapsulates my life very well; first of all, it has soul - older, used things, imbibed with a sense of their own and other's history, just not present in new things churned out by the million by machines operated by people usually with little interest in the process or the product. It is useful and beautiful (William Morris.......); it will do another turn instead of being dumped in a landfill somewhere, discarded and thought as useless; even if I never use it, it's intrinsic beauty and just a niceness to handle and look at is enough to justify it a place in my home.
So- it's not only a biscuit cutter is it?
Off to turn the stove up ready................:)


IslandHome said...

Love your thoughts about the biscuit cutter - I often think the same when I bring home all sorts of sweet nothings from the dump and thrift shops. Who treasured them? What kind of home did they come from, what did they mean to the previous owner. Those are the very thoughts running through my head today as I returned home from the dump shop with a pretty glass jelly mould, old kitchen cannisters and some lovely fabrics - useful and beautiful things that are far better then any mass produced rubbish in the shops today. I've only just discovered your blog and have enjoyed reading back through it. Julia

MrsL said...

Thankyou Julia :)) A woman after my own heart....