Six o’clock on Sunday
‘Sing something simple’ on the wireless.
An embroidered tablecloth worked by an aunt
shows a lady in a crinoline and ribboned bonnet
with a basket overflowing with flowers
woven in colourful silks of chain stitch.
Slices of bread and butter halved in triangles
lettuce, cress, cucumber
and cheese portioned in silver paper.
Baked last week a Sultana cake matured in a tight lid tin.
Blackcurrant jam spooned from a jar
brings memories of summer picking, then sitting
topping and tailing and tipping in the pot
as Mother boiled the sugared fruit.
Then a test for set on a plate up turned.
The kettle steams and the teapot is warmed
the caddy carried from the shelf
two spoons of leaves and one for the pot.
For Abhra’s prompt on Food at dVerse.
Image from Google – this is identical to the teapot used at home in my childhood.