If only it could talk

We are really pleased with our table purchase yesterday, and I find myself thinking about the stories it could tell.
The design and quality would suggest it’s about fifty years old, MOH would know for sure as he’s into tables.

I could imagine it surrounded by family or friends at Christmas, laden down with traditional goodies amidst excited chatter, or tucked into a corner for a birthday party buffet, candled cake taking centre stage.
I also envisage kids of all ages covering it with newspaper to paint, just as I did all those years ago, though our table wasn’t a drop leaf, but had sliding extensions at both ends.
Who knows, maybe it was even a makeshift table tennis ‘pitch’, ping pong balls being pounded across the net in a frenzy by competitive children.
Being so sturdy and strong, I bet it was even used to reach high places, and I can also see it in Grannie’s front parlour draped in a white lacy cloth to protect it from the dust, with a blue glass fruit bowl on the top.

Funny how the mind works when we see old things.

 

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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