A Trio of Trios; Beswick manufactured nuclear families of swallows, king fishers and mallards hang in rooms of our house today. They are a once and for ever symbol of an emerging middle-class of the 1950’s, the first home-buyers who wanted to prove to the world they had ambitions to fly free above the mediocracy of the masses occupying tenanted terraced houses that opened onto streets like any other. The family of ducks in particular flew in the sitting rooms of ‘pre-fab’ houses with a Reliant Robin parked outside flat-packed concrete garages or in semi-detached villas called The Gables with indoor toilets and gardens front-and-back in the gleaming expanding suburbs
You had arrived. You were somebody.
To use a much over-used and today, mis-used term, these crocks became iconic symbols of an age.