Tick Tock

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.