Tell me about it! My mother had a house full of the stuff! I was never really fond of it. She had a special fondness for those Beswick animal figurines. People bought them for her over decades, and she could always tell you who had given her what. Everything had its set place, and you learned to be very careful when dusting! When she died I gave a lot of her “special” pieces to friends and relatives who I knew would look after them and appreciate them. I even managed to return a few things to the original donors, a couple of whom didn’t even realise or remember they had given them to her in the first place! I kept a couple of pieces that I had always rather liked: a golden eagle and a cuckoo.
Everyone seemed to have a “china cabinet”, a glass fronted affair used for display. She had a complete tea and coffee service in there that was never used, and a complete dinner service that had been sitting in the cupboard in its boxes for about 30 years. My cousin had a tame dealer and managed to get a reasonable price for them. Mother always seemed to want to empty the china cabinet and wash everything when I was visiting – I dreaded it!