Saturday, 13 April 2013
Last year, I was out and about in a pretty little town called St Ives, Cambridgeshire. I wandered into an auctioneer's yard and I spotted a little red table which had been dumped in the bargain buys area. I fell in love with its 1950s vibe and I bought it for a couple of pounds. I don't really know why, because it does not fold down and it's quite hard to store. Worse still, I let it get wet and when I fished it out of the back of the shed the other day, it looked like this:
Oh dear, Warped and a bit mouldy. I was cross with myself for not keeping it dry. Anyway, although I knew I couldn't sell it, I still wanted to give it some TLC and see if I could bring it back to life so I can use it in the garden in the summer. I used oilcloth bought from the market; there is a great stall that sells it at a fraction of CK's prices.
So, after a bit of stapling and superglue-ing, I've given it a facelift.
It's still quite tatty, and needs a blast of hot sunshine to dry it out, but it's given it a new lease of life.
* I probably would have kept the red formica top, but it was cracked and peeling away, so it had to be recovered.