This chair sits outside the shed/workshop/entertaining cabin in the garden, next to a mini dining table and with another old, bought, rocking chair on the other side of the table. The bought one by the way has 60 mortice and tennon joints and I have taken it apart and rebuilt it several times. Ruth and I sit here over and over for tea and coffee.
Because it was designed to sit outside, all year round, pushed up agaist the shed side. It was made robustly with short rockers. It is high enough to turn side on to eat off the normal height table. I was aware of ash’s reputation as not the best for watery situations.
The second picture show the chair after being left out for around four years. It has aged prematurely but with dignity. It stands testimony to my experimental, risk taking (read a bit careless) nature. It even has a drainage hole in the seat. The ridges on the seat are fine, but I wish I had carved a bit more away in the bowl of the seat. When I wrote this, I decided I couldn’t disturb its ageing patina after all this time. Of course I immediately changed my mind, having a gap in the diary created by a less than succesful hip replacement. The pictures below are the result.
