But I was alone in my love of the cabinet. Admittedly it was rather scratched and there was a chip in the veneer. But it is a solid piece and with all it's original Bakelite handles in perfect condition.
So I spent the good part of a morning cleaning and polishing with orange oil. The scratches disappeared, but the new marks didn't (we've learnt to never hold down furniture with tape again). But I was quite happy with how it shined up.
It's nice to have a place to put some of my Nanna's pieces. The turquoise vase used to sit by her fireplace facade for as long as I could remember. The little cake plate was, as far as I know, a wedding present.
It has since been dubbed the granny cabinet.
Someone else likes the granny cabinet.