Today has a surprise guest behind the post - my nephew, Harper. You've heard of him already on this blog, and he provides a lot of the content in this other blog nowadays. I adore that kid more than I thought I could ever adore a kid with white fluffyduck hair, who says "don't touch me!!" and can use the same chip as a Sauce Delivery Mechanism for an entire fish and chip dinner ... That said, he's two now and growing fast, feels the need to express himself in all manner of ways. Talking, singing, dancing, shouting, drawing. Drawing. On. Things.
Like the chair that, along with its companion other chair and couch, has been dragged around with me since 1990. We found them in an op shop that no longer exists, and hatched plans to repair and re-upholster them.
And 15 years later, Martin found a crazy little outfit that did it for us. Stripped everything off, resprung and restuffed them, repaired the frames, covered them in a strong-tea-coloured cowhide. Neither of us could believe how well they turned out. And don't get me started on comfy ...
They're a zone where food, drinks, shoes and writing implements never enter. It appears Harper was unaware of this, and he's drawn some lovely things on the arms and seat of one of the chairs. I wasn't here when it happened, and I understand Sweeney nearly exploded with glee at telling the adults about it. I expect he's kind of envious ...
Lucky he's adorable ...
2 comments:
Oh dear. My couch wears nail polish if it makes you feel any batter!
Oh dear Angela. What did he use to draw on them? I've recently discovered that hairspray can remove permanent marker from clothes, etc. Great for the hand me downs, changing the name, etc. At least it works on washable fabrics - don't know about a couch though. Good luck with that or will you leave it for posterity?
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