A significantly Pointless Teacup

My late mother got it from a thrift shop 40 years ago - a fine China teacup and saucer, it might be worth something, you never know with fine China teacups. It could be an antique or just some cheap copy of an actual fine China teacup. There's only one cup and saucer so, what the heck. I've no idea why it either follows me on my travels or waits until I settle somewhere only to reappear - a cogent yet trivial observation about my late mother's tendency to prowl. Amazingly, it's not been broken or cracked yet. If I were the sort of person who drank tea from a fine China teacup, there would be a lot more to these musings, but seeing as I'm not broken or cracked yet, there ain't.