Thatched Roof Cottage Teacup

I like to imagine the artwork for this Royal Albert teacup is inspired by a real place.

In my mind's eye thoughts of a tiny village with simple, old thatched roofed cottages and quaint shoppes on quiet cobblestone lanes lie - a place where all the neighbors know one another well, and love each other anyway!


This is a slow-paced and gentle town where it is not uncommon to sit lazily by a cozy fire and really talk and share the day's events over a steaming pot of tea. On an especially good day there's sweet cake and a wickedly fun bit of gossip to share as well.

If the wind is just right you can sometimes catch the lively notes of a jig being played from a very worn, very old very much loved wooden flute and perhaps even a fiddle off in the distance............

And closer to home maybe you will hear your mate whistling a favorite tune......one you have both heard a million times before, and both remember the words that go with the tunes as natural and easily as breathing. Tunes you drank pints over.  Tunes you and most everyone you know have both laughed and cried over. Just like your Mums and Das, and their parents before them.

Because you know it is really important to remember.

Oh imagination, send me to this magic where the hills are green and the shamrocks are greener........where the roses smell heavenly and sheep graze in the meadows nearby.......

Send me back to a slower, safer, friendlier, warmer and welcoming place.........so put the kettle on the fire, because I am on my way to Time Travel Thursday!

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