If you have been here for any time at all
you know how much I love items that have been handed down to me
from family members.
this clock was at the farm for as long as I can remember
and I think Dad received it from his father back in the late 70's
they were removing the valuable pieces from the farm
before my grandparents took an apartment in the village
as my grandmother's alzheimer's was progressively getting worse
it hung in our dining room at home and eventually was moved to our rec room
as I do believe that Dad was planning on refinishing it.
The origin of the clock is that it hung in the
Windsor Hotel
in the village of Dorchester
the marks on the right hand side
as the story is told
is from a candle as the clock hung above the mantle
it was passed on to me when Trevor and I moved in together
and although it no longer worked
I still loved it and the history it held.
Before Christmas my handsome hubby took it and had it fixed
and the glass replaced
so once again it goes tick tock tick tock
this is a shot of the hotel in it's heyday
if I remember correctly, I believe that it caught fire
and had to be levelled ~ I think it happened in the 50's or early 60's
but I am awaiting confirmation from a local historian.
Another little thing that makes me smile
and that is a good thing!
Happy Monday.
