Just to remind all vintage lovers how it used to be soooo many years ago, the front parlour was the special room where it was used to greet family and friends and serve afternoon tea.
Probably the only other times “the parlour” was used was Christmas and high days .
My grand mother was the advocate of regimented peeks in to the parlour to give us an opportunity to glance at the” inheritance?” that one day would eventually come our way. To us children it meant very little, but I do remember things used to shine and glisten. To a small childs eyes it was as if jewells were shining from everywhere. Probably polished and dusted VERY regularly. All us grandchildren would all be very excited to see these ornaments and glassware and believe me we were’nt allowed to touch anything. Which as little ones the temptation to touch was incredible.I have to say I don’t remember any accidents but I find it hard to believe that not one of us ever managed to knock anything over. To terrified to probably move, ha-ha!!
Thinking about it maybe tea bags had’nt been invented in those bygone days, if they had my grandmother would’nt have allowed them through the door.