From purple broccoli shakers to a rock shaped like a underside, Guardian writers confess all about the keepsakes and gifts they cant cast out. What ugly jewels are lurking in the dust-covered recess of your dwelling? Transport us your photos

What does treasured actually signify? Precious and invaluable- or precious and invaluable simply to you?

Guardian Australia staff realised that when it comes to the riches we inexplicably maintain, it can signify both, and there are some components that must go into concealing during the annual throwout because of their nostalgic importance , no matter how unattractive the objective is.

Mike Bowers” jacaranda’ salt and pepper shakers

They lived in a glass-fronted cabinet with all of my mother’s wealths. They shared the cabinet with the “special” crockery, dishing recipes purchased by my father while on assignments in far-flung parts of the globe and fine bone china teacups which belonged to my grandmother. Throughout my childhood I had always been attracted to them, I don’t really know why, they are quite ugly and look like purple pottery broccoli.

Their attraction for me is partly the method they gaze and the legend behind their arrival in the Bowers house. The salt and pepper shakers were purchased by my mothers while on their honeymoon in 1956, a motoring tour of New South Wales in their Ford Zephyr( a hound of a auto prone to breakdowns ). They were bought in Grafton and are of course miniatures of that city’s famed jacaranda trees.

I acquired them when my mother moved out of the family home in Canberra a few years ago. They are now my most treasured ugly treasure.

Calla Wahlquist’s Carmen Miranda teapot

My grandmother had a collection of more than 300 teapots: teeny tiny ones; multistorey teapot-and-cup designs sculpted into a condo for mice; several different versions of London Bridge. She had every kind of teapot except one actually used for attaining tea, wishing crates. We embellished the church with teapots at her funeral, much to the reverend’s disapproval, and each took one home after the aftermath. I picked Carmen.

Carmen: a multistorey teapot-and-cup layout

Patrick Keneally’s antique biscuit barrel

This biscuit tin was given to me by my grandpa before he was dead and although I hoard it for romantic reasonableness, others are not so taken with it.

My grandfather was born in 1904 and this sat on the shelf of the general store his parents passed on the mid-north sea-coast of NSW when he was a child, so it’s probably more than 100 years old. The metal eyelid and the lining is silver but mischievously rusted over the activities of the decade. The inside is porcelain and the word biscuits can be seen on the front if you search hard. I don’t know all that much else about where or when it was induced. I stop meaning to get it rebuilt, but since it has been banned from anywhere but my closet there is not much object right now. I’ve never actually employed it for storing cookies, but if I crowd it up with Tim-Tams one day, perhaps then it might be welcomed back on to the mantlepiece.

A biscuit tin that’s likely over a century old

David Fanner’s freighter rock

I observed the bottom boulder while examining the forest that backed on to our category dwelling. The exact instant of disclosure has been lost in the mists of occasion, but I was perhaps seven or eight years old. What is clear is that I considered an arse-shaped rock was funny. We were living overseas at the time and it was one of the very few situations I returned home to Australia.

I’m not sure why I still have the bottom boulder … a tangible, craggy connection to the lost innocence of youth? Or maybe because it’s a recreation talking detail when we have guests over and they see it sitting proudly on our bookshelf. When not functioning as a piece of art, the bottom boulder provides a secondary, more practical serve as our household hammer. I think that’s how it has managed to survive my wife’s periodic decluttering purges.

The foot stone is a joke that has weathered the test of experience- and doubleds as a household mallet

Graham Russell’s blue fish

My ugly hoarded- an 1874 cockroach acquired in Beswick, England- might formerly have actually been worth a few horses. They go for hundreds of dollars on eBay. Of direction I’m talking about the ones that haven’t been toyed with by “childrens and” lost a couple of fins( and had them glued back on ).

My treasure, let’s announce him Roachy, is adored because he has always been there. His spot in my childhood London home was on a grand shelving force in the living room, surrounded by likeness of a basin-haircutted young me and hand-painted Russian dolls and illustrations( my mother was born in Leningrad ).

Through the various types agitations and changes of family life, that home was to be sold, and I hid plans to one day move to Australia. The daylight this home was to be cleared out came in a rush, although it is took ages to scoop the chintz of generations out of the door. Slightly panicked, I appeared a is a requirement to” remember my springs “. A reminder was necessitated, and it had be very easy to grab at the last minute. Roachy is about the width of a handspan.

He has since been with me through four different the house and many country level he has always emerged content with his spate on the shelf, always looking at me but never evaluating me. Perfectly nobody is in my family has only one ardour for him whatsoever.

Roachy the blue fish has survived the various havocs and changes of family life

Bridie Jabour’s creepy doll

I was very close to my nana as small children- I even chucked sickies from academy to hang out with her, I was so dedicated. When she died I was devastated and inconsolable. Three months later it was my eighth birthday and I was given a porcelain doll she had picked out for me before she died. Her reputation was Kathleen and 22 years later she still lives with me.

I have carted her everywhere I have lived since I left home, and weathered the allegations of flatmates, sidekicks, my husband and several slightly freaked-out tradies. No matter where I put her, she is always: a) instant discovered and; b) labelled creepy. And even though I know I can’t refute that, I will be carrying her around with me until it’s time for my granddaughter to acquire her and suffer Kathleen’s unsettling gift.

Kathleen has weathered the allegations of flatmates, pals and freaked-out tradies

Gabrielle Jackson’s beautiful-but-ugly fruit bowl

I bought this bowl from an antique stall in Camden Passage in Islington , north London. I loved it the time I set eyes on it and couldn’t believe it exclusively expenditure me PS20. From then on, it has taken prime berth in every place I’ve lived. It has moved with me seven epoches, even taking the big travel from London to Sydney. I never disbelieved its astonishing attractivenes until I moved in with my lover last year. He hindered knowing new neighbourhoods for it- places where nobody could see it.

When I asked him how you are not able to like my skill deco jewel, he looked at me and told,” Oh art deco, is it ?” I started to skepticism myself, and eventually I give it sit in the spare chamber instead of on the dining table. It was a little bit ugly, I realised, but wasn’t that part of its attractivenes?

And then something amazing happened. I offered up my precious bowl for the purposes of our boast and chose I’d better do some experiment before claiming it as an” artistry deco” preciou. And guess what I determined? It is an art deco fortune! It’s a Brockwitz 1941 artwork deco pink glass fruit bowl designed by Friedrich Scheiner. And though I hate to admit it, the photo here obligates it gaze a lot more beautiful than it really is- it remains in real life, my beautiful ugly treasure.

A Brockwitz 1941 artistry deco return bowl designed by Friedrich Scheiner

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