Monday, 14 September 2015
My grandfather's chairs
I'm sure that it is another urban myth that all these men were taciturn, tattoed and emotionally reserved. It just happens to be really true of my grandfather, though I think the tattoes dated to his Navy days in WWII. It is true that he served on the Murmansk Convoys, and I think it's true that he survived the sinking of one ship in the Indian Ocean. I wish I'd recorded all this properly.
His chair came to live with us last week, because my father got himself a recliner.I must take pictures of something in our house that hasn't come from someone else.