Chair Repairs

The chair we had repaired just before Christmas was the Victorian Captain’s Chair the family had given me last year. It was in need of improved refurbishment, so we placed it in the capable hands of

Andrew Sharp Antiques in Brockenhurst who

repaired and tightened all the loose joints, including putting a new rod in a leg that had been broken in the past, replacing the now desiccated old glue with longer lasting animal glue.

A pair of plugs in the arms were replaced with ones furnished from

oak which matches the grain of the now firm limbs.

Albeit without the recent fierce winds, today’s continuing rain had turned to sleet by the time we arrived at Andrew’s workshop to collect an Art Deco carver chair of which I had broken the back a few years ago, and replace it with another, not broken, but in need of a similar strengthening that he had effected on the desk chair.

Here the craftsman shows his work on the broken chair, including reinforcing the hessian seat with substantial yet invisible wooden blocks, taken, like the plugs mentioned above from

his collection of offcuts enabling him to match the wood used in the original items,

in the case of the carver, being maple, with a bone insert decorating the central rib of the back.

I really enjoy the character of the small room where Andrew and his employee, Jason, work their miracles.

This evening we dined on Jackie’s tasty cottage pie; pure white cauliflower; firm carrots and Brussels sprouts, with which she drank Marlborough Sauvignon Blanc 2023 and I drank Paarl Shiraz 2023.

Christmas Socks

Christmas Day begins, when everyone has surfaced, with opening of Santa’s presents.

Ever since Flo herself was a baby, Jackie made her a Christmas fairy dress each year of her childhood.

Today was Ellie’s first. Flo carried her around, then placed her in my former counselling chair

in my former counselling chair.

Her parents then helped her

open her stocking presents.

One gift from my Santa haul was New Forest 222, “The guidebook that covers every square mile of the New Forest”. I, and Mrs Claus were both surprised when I opened the book at random and found an acknowledgement of information from https://derrickjknight.com/2013/02/27/why-did-the-chicken-cross-the-road/ This had been provided by Alan in his comment concerning the cattle trough.

After watching The King’s Speech we opened our main presents.

Jackie was delighted by her representation of Nugget and trowel on a back support cushion given by Flo and Dillon;

our grandson-in-law enjoyed the flat caps we gave him.

When all the giving seemed to be over, I was led to my desk where I was given a blanket draping a mid-Victorian swivel captain’s chair from Dillon, Flo, and Jackie combined. Becky made the photograph of me in situ.

Later Becky, Flo, and Dillon all sported their Christmas socks while watching cartoons.

Somehow, Jackie produced a splendid roast Turkey dinner with all the trimmings, timed to perfection. Afterwards we enjoyed excellent Christmas pudding with Ambrosia custard. I don’t have the time or inclination after my share of the Prosecco, to itemise every item, so readers will need to study

this image featuring Flo, Ellie, Dillon, and Becky if they would appreciate any more detail.