Update: I wrote this story a few years ago and now have no need to purchase anymore Liberty Blue. I also don’t know how to help you sell your collection other than to recommend ebay or a local antique store.
A little less than two weeks ago, when I (bored) told you about my collection of Liberty Blue Ironstone made by Staffordshire, I shared with you how I loved the dishes and the fun I’ve had searching for them. I never thought I would find more than one or two pieces at a time, but guess what happened . . .
This past week, I made a trip to Georgia, and on my way, stopped at a few (many, many) antique stores. The very first stop I made, I turned down the first aisle, and stopped in my tracks.
This is what I saw . . .
I now know with great certainty, that I have a medical condition related to tableware, because I literally started shaking. When I asked the store owners about the set, my voice was quivering as if I were going to cry.
Do you remember the scene where Aunt Pittypat faints when she sees Scarlett dancing with Rhett? (the nerve!) Well, I was near a full – out Pittypat – style swoon! I had to pull a (monogramed, of course) hankie from my pocketbook and dab my eyes so the store owners wouldn’t see tears spilling down my cheeks. It’s difficult to negotiate a deal when you are sobbing and spilling tears all over the merchandise.
Since I already had plenty of dinner plates, and don’t care to have the cups and saucers, I didn’t get all of the pieces, but I scooped up the covered casserole dish, teapot, and the very pieces I told you were so difficult to find – six luncheon plates! The soup tureen needs a lid, but for now, will do fine as a deep serving bowl. The gravy boat, two platters, a vegetable bowl and a few other choice pieces were also carefully placed in my car.
The rest of the trip, I drove like I was bringing a newborn baby home from the hospital. I dodged dicey Atlanta traffic like a prize fighter ducks a mean punch. The Liberty Blue is now safely home, freshly cleaned and ready for everyday use.
A Liberty Mutual Insurance advertisement says, ” It’s not about the things we have, but the memories we make with them.” This is the start of some very good memories of great meals with people I love.
What are the odds?
In case you missed the excitement of my first story about Liberty Blue or just want to relive the moment . . . CLICK HERE.