What’s a household item that reminds you of your grandma’s house?

A pair of tiny brass slippers. They were always on the mantlepiece and adorn mine now,
From my great grandmother's and great grandfather's house I have a large brass pot with a handle that had a pointed bag suspended over it and jam dripping through it. I can still smell the bread baking and the jam smell in their house.

I inherited an Edwardian green glass fishbowl and glass fishes with floats from my nanna, I chose it because it used to fascinate me as a child. It needs repairing, so it’s in a cupboard, I must see if I can get it sorted.

My mother has some of my paternal grandmother's dishes. The ones that remind me the most of Grandma's house are some of the drinking glasses and the small glass red and white containers that Grandma used to hold butter and honey.

Oreo

Everyone used to have a budgie called Billy or Petey.

We had a blue budgie called Joey!

Cossy and Orea all the budgies I knew, and there were quite a few, were called Joey. Some of them must have been girls by the law of averages.

They were blue or green and lived solitary lives in little cages. One or two of the cleverer ones could say "Who's a pretty boy then?"

A large tablet of red Lifebuoy soap. Granny in Lismore (an island near Oban) had no running water. In fact I was sent with a pail to collect some from a random pipe sticking out of a grassy bank. Granny had a black range with a sooty kettle constantly simmering. When she washed her hair in an enamel bowl out came the Lifebuoy, so no chance of any germs surviving.

I would still, have a glass dish that invariably appeared at teatime at my paternal GM’s house - full of orange jelly with mandarin oranges in.
Only dh broke it. 🤬
It was years ago and I still haven’t quite forgiven him.
That dish was the only thing I wanted from DM’s house when she died in the late 70s. Her teas were so memorable - besides the jelly, lots of things we never had at home, like Dairylea triangles and Wagon Wheels.

Calendargirl

Never knew either grandma, so no memories.

Ditto.
Neither did my parents ever meet each other's parents or go to the other's home place.

I have my Dad's grandmother's wash bowl and jug. It lives in my bathroom and it makes me smile every time I see it.

Glass lemon squeezers

One of those drying racks that winds down from the ceiling. I haven’t got one but I still think of hers up in Yorkshire.

A big tin of lavender furniture polish & a red and yellow box of Bird's Trifle!

Rolling pin, cake forks and jam spoon. Oh and the posser, which was a wonderful artefact to take him to school when we were studying history.

Brass ornaments my DH insists on keeping so I leave him to get the polishing done. A bar of soap in a soap dish that needs cleaning horrible outdated stuff. I prefer to use liquid soap it's far more hygienic in my opinion.

I have my Granny's tea set. It's carefully wrapped in tissue paper in a large box in a cupboard. As far as I know it was used 3 times, at the weddings of her 3 sons. I have never used it.

A Victorian mangle I inherited. Dreadful, ugly thing but I'll get around to 'losing' it one of these fine days.

Redhead56

Brass ornaments my DH insists on keeping so I leave him to get the polishing done. A bar of soap in a soap dish that needs cleaning horrible outdated stuff. I prefer to use liquid soap it's far more hygienic in my opinion.

But think of the plastic containers, all chucked away.

Crikey, I think of the cheap little bar of soap at primary school, in an outside wash house, that classes of little girls all used.

We all survived!

Yes, a mangle outside the back door. In use every monday.

My maternal GM lived in Yorkshire and we were in Oxford so we didn't visit often. My only memory at the house is of tea bags pegged on the washing line to be dried and re-used!

My GF liked beach-combing on Scarborough sea-front for fire wood, and I remember seeing him with a wooden fire surround balanced over his shoulder while he cycled home!

At glass rolling pin that has water inside it…

I still have a necklace of Whitby jet from grandma.

I have a plate from a dolls’ tea set that belonged to my grandmother. It is white with a gilt edge, and patterned with sprigs of purple lilac. There used to be a few other pieces of this set, a cup and saucer, a milk jug, but somehow they have all disappeared into the mists of time.

A barometer, not sure what happened to it, Granny used to tap it as she walked past. She lived in a cottage next to the sea and was a keen observer of the shipping and friends with locals who fished.

I have my Gran’s mangle as a garden feature ❤️

My Dear Grandfather's chair that he sat in every day when he came to live with us. He was blind. Loved him very much.
Made by Ercol in burgundy. I was so upset when it was given away with no thought to my request to have it for my home. I was 7 when he died of cancer. I sat by his bedside at the hospital until his last few hours. RIP Grandpa. 🙏🏻💐