It's back

Out and about one summer's day a few years ago, I spotted this chair outside an antique shop. Being a 1920s reproduction, it really wasn't up to the dealers usually high standard.  Originally, its still very sound mahogany frame was stained and polished. And I quite liked the ugly beautiful orange 1980s chinoiserie cotton it was covered in. I thought it would make a great desk chair. And for the princely sum of £50,  I could overlook its weakly proportioned legs.

That autumn we also added Ruby, then a two year old Schnauzer, to our menagerie.  She too liked the chair and it quickly became Ruby's chair. Truth be told it suited her far better. As it was a wet autumn, it also quickly became filthy. Beyond belief. It had to be redone. I redid the frame and sent it out to be re-covered in a sturdy faded indigo linen mix that could take a good cleaning. And, she loved it.

Last year tragedy befell Ruby's chair. The long and the short of it is, someone died in it.  Again, it had to be redone.  After almost a year it's back. And, she loves it.

Now playing: Chet Baker - Little Girl Blue