The photo below proves that I was introduced to English china, Spode in particular, fairly early in life. I had my cereal poured on top of that skiing cat & my OJ in the mug I have turned up-side-down for the photo each morning from kindergarten until -?- late elementary school.
The artwork certainly dates both me & the china. I gave a more timeless ‘Peter Rabbit’ set of childhood breakfast china to my niece when she was born. But I doubt her china is still around like mine. And if memory serves me right her’s was Wedgewood. Ah, well!