I loved helping Nana when she was baking. I loved to go through her cupboards looking for all the ingredients, or getting the eggs and butter out of the food safe. When we had all the ingredients, we then had to find the baking tin or dish before all the fun could begin.
Back then all the baking dishes were metal and well aged as many had been handed down from one generation to the next. There was no silicone and glass cooking items only appeared when I was older. Pot mitts were hand made and hung within easy reach of the oven.
I remember the little pock marks in the silver coating of some of Nana's recycled tins. Marks from use rather than artistic distressing. I love that I've been able to find my own little piece of history.