Tuesday 21 March 2017
A new old thing . . .
This - new to us - beautiful old oak settle has come to live with us. It is in our front hallway as I speak, where it looks as if it was always there. Keith reckons it dates from about 1720 and with that redness to the oak, could possibly be from Montgomeryshire, where the redness of oak used for dressers there is quite specific to this county. The fabric for the cushions (there are more) is Laura Ashley. The cover for the bench cushion has gone straight in the wash as it stank of cigarette smoke - this used to be in a Guest House.
I particularly like the little carved knobs along the front and ends (one end is missing one, sadly). We will try to tie it regionally with those too, although it could well just be a little quirk of the maker.
Life goes on here. We viewed an auction today, and will attend it tomorrow as the car has to go in for its MoT and that's almost next door. We have noted a couple of things of interest, though the item which I found fascinating and which is superb quality is probably going to head towards four figures (estimate on it is around £500!) - it's a skilfully-carved Japanese hardwood figure but a couple of pieces are sadly missing - a leg being one of them - they fitted on like a Barby or Ken figure!! Fabulous workmanship.
It has been too cold and wet to get out in the garden - it was trying to snow at one point today. I haven't seen the stray tom (Sam), so I shall put out more food now it is getting dark and hope he is about to come and avail himself of a free meal at some point. There is the other Big Fat Black Tom who is sometimes around the farmyard, so they may have met up and Sam has gone off to hide (I wouldn't blame him) or a few good meals have made him feel strong enough to go in search of ladies further up the valley.
I did a stupid thing today. Just as my sprained wrist had finally calmed down a bit and seemed to be mending, I took two wall lamps with glass chimneys from the hall, and put them on top of the cupboard in the back hall for safe keeping. Just as I was putting the 2nd one up there, it slipped and in trying to save the glass chimney from being smashed, I twisted my hand and wrist to grab it. THAT was it - oh my - it was SO painful, and I didn't know what to do with myself for a minute. It was even more painful when I iced it. I need to do that again now, so had better grit my teefs and do it before I forget. The bit affected is the grip between thumb and hand and I can't pick anything up - I can just about manage a small tin of soup. What a daft bint I am . . .