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The Dorothy Ann Floral China Jewellery

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Should it be the classic red rose? I don't think so. Petals with buttermilk highs and saffron lows are a much smarter buy. You can don jade green, damson purple, crimson red, royal blue or the soft caramels of Autumn’s essential camel coat: this golden beauty will flourish on every lapel.

The details on the back? Dorothy Ann. China. Made in England.


In 1954, the Dorothy Ann pottery was listed in Stoke. After that I believe the name became part of Crown Devon. Was Dorothy a real person? A 50s glamour puss? Dot with a penchant for polka dot? Or is this a brand name created by a copywriter (damn those copywriters)? Google is not my friend on this point.

However, I do know that this is the most quintessentially vintage piece I own. Oh yes, it’s mine. Found in a charity shop a few weeks ago for £1 (in international currency: less than a Starbucks espresso). It emerged from a glass cabinet with its petals full of dust and neglect. Just a little gentle attention with a soft brush and s…

The 1920s Golden Gallopers

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This is one hell of a wedding present.

No, not the fairground horse, the whole damn ride.

When Miss Patricia Manning became Mrs Patricia Shufflebottom in 1958, she was given these Golden Gallopers as a wedding present. An impulse buy from a wealthy wedding guest? No. A gift from her family, the Manning family, fairground royalty through and through.

Are there wedding photos of Patricia riding side-saddle in her 1950s bridal gown? Giddy smile, confetti tumbling from her veil to flutter past those confetti coloured horses?



I’d like to think so.

Manufactured in 1922 by the most splendiferous Savages of King’s Lynn, these gallopers have enchanted crowds at the funfairs of Billy Smart and, of course, Billy Manning.

A rare three-abreast set with carved wooden horses, each is double-seated for cuddling-up to little ones or your latest squeeze. The paintwork is pristine; golden swifts with paint box brights showcasing all their tack. Saddles and bridles are different on each horse, as are…