Raised with monks and nuns


A monk and a nun watched over my childhood.

They sat on the kitchen counter for as long as I can remember.

Technically, they’re cookie jars. Maybe that’s why my folks stored dough in them. Coins and a few folding notes could always be found in their bellies. House keys, car keys, candles, matchsticks, cake decorations (and the odd boiled lolly) somehow all found their way inside these two.

Apparently my Pop picked up this pigeon pair long before my Ma delivered her own pigeon pair.

Considering I’ve just turned 40 and my brother’s 43, this monk and nun have had a good run. Not too many chips off either of these old blocks.

On a final note, and no I don’t want to gloat, but I’ve never stolen anything. I wouldn’t dare. Have you seen that stare?

After all, thou shalt not steal.

I want to know what possession made a big impression on your childhood?

Linking up today with Essentially Jess for I Blog On Tuesday.

18 Comments

  • What a pair! I wouldn’t be game to steal from them either. I’m trying to think of a possession from my childhood that I still have. Probably my first single bed blanket with red trim. Red for some reason was my colour growing up. The blanket was top quality and a gift from my grandmother. It’s looking a bit worse for wear these days and doesn’t get much use. Time to probably let it go.

    • Reply April 21, 2015

      Tonia

      Noooooooo! Raychael, keep that beautiful blanket. Or, at the very least, cut off some of the trim and repurpose it elsewhere. (Did I mention I can’t throw anything away?) Come to think of it, I had a deep burgundy coloured bedspread. Must have been the “on trend” bed linen of that time, hey?

  • I can see why they made an impression and you never forgot them.

    • Reply April 21, 2015

      Tonia

      Yep Malinda, they’re like little time machines transporting me back to another time and place!

  • I have a wooden chest originally purchased when i was a girl as my (cringe) Glory Box or Hope Chest. (My mother’s doing.) I think it did have a stash of tea towels and kitchenware in it while i still lived at home, but for the last few decades it’s just been used to store any old crap.

    • Reply April 21, 2015

      Tonia

      Oh Gael, I love it! I’m a bit of a sentimental old fool so you had me at “glory box”. Love to see a snap of it. Is it as big as a blanket box or a smaller version?

      • It is as big as a blanket box, but it’s not one of those expensive ornate ones, just plain and painted. My husband uses it as a bench press thing to lie on when he does his weights. At least it is still useful!

        • Reply April 22, 2015

          Tonia

          Sounds like it comes in handy! Maybe we could invent “the multi-purpose glory box/gym box” – love it!

  • Reply April 22, 2015

    Renee Wilson

    What gorgeous cookie jars. I love them. I guess the possession I remember most from my childhood is my teddy bear, Blue Ted. We were very tight in the early years and he always had (this is a bit embarrassing) pride of place in my bedroom when I was an adult. But then we decided to build a house and he was placed into a storage box in a shed. Queensland flooded, the shed flooded and poor Blue Ted didn’t know how to swim. I washed him, but he was never the same. He was heavy and hard and full of the Brisbane River. Had to say goodbye to him. A sad day indeed 🙂

    • Reply April 22, 2015

      Tonia

      Oh no! Poor old Blue Ted! I guess time and tide wait for no man (or bear). On a serious note, I do hope you’ve got plenty of photos of him because those kind of precious childhood possessions really are irreplaceable. Thanks for sharing his story x

  • Reply April 22, 2015

    Kathy

    I remember my parents had this orange record player – it was this portable turntable that played the 78s and the 45s, and I remember loving playing those old records, long after cassettes and mix-tapes and then CD’s replaced them.

    • Reply April 22, 2015

      Tonia

      Yes, there’s something wonderful about playing real records – what lovely memories. Thanks for sharing them here x

  • Reply April 22, 2015

    Tash @ Gift Grapevine

    I love reading stories like this Tonia – so great that you still have these cookie jars. The possession I now have used to belong to my beloved Grandma. She had a special Lotte china mug which I always remember her drinking tea from. When she passed a couple of years ago at age 102 (amazing woman!) I was allowed to have the mug. I drink tea from it every morning and it makes me think of her and smile.

    • Reply April 23, 2015

      Tonia

      Tash, this is such a precious story (and possession), so kind of you to share it here. P.S. I googled Lotte china to visualise the mug – is it blue with a bird motif? The collection looks so sweet. This mug sounds like such a treasured reminder of your Grandmother and I love your ritual of using it with your morning cuppa. Delightful, all round!

      • Reply April 23, 2015

        Tash @ Gift Grapevine

        Sounds similar Tonia – it’s blue and green with a lady holding mug, a small teapot and flowers all over the mug. I just love the Lotte designs. My mum has a whole dining set too (it’s in the “good china” cupboard so never gets used!).

        • Reply April 23, 2015

          Tonia

          Tash, that sounds so pretty. I love intricate motifs like those you described. As for that dining set, I can only imagine how beautiful all the matching pieces must look together. I’m glad it’s safe and secure in that special cupboard. Thanks for the trip down memory lane. I’ve really enjoyed it. x

  • Reply April 24, 2015

    Lucy @ Bake Play Smile

    Hahaha oh thats so funny!!! My favourite thing was our wooden spoon (lol I grew up baking so I loved it!). I actually pinched it when I moved out of home and now refuse to give it back! I did buy mum a nice one to replace it… so it wasn’t that naughty!!

    • Reply April 24, 2015

      Tonia

      If only that wooden spoon could talk! I can only imagine the tasty morsels it helped to create. Love that you took it with you (and gave your Mum a replacement, of course) – well played Lucy!

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