ABC-Along 2006

U is for…


Under.  Why, yes, I did try getting under this chair with the camera.  There wasn’t room for both of us.  This is an actual chair in my kitchen.  There is usually a padded cushion where the platter is which prevents most people from falling through — works best if you have a butt of a certain size, no guarantees for small children.  It is not the only chair in this condition that is in used ’round my table, but I believe it is the worst.  It really couldn’t get any worse in terms of seating.  There’s more in the basement, including rocker with caned back and seat which is stripped and ready to go.  My dear husband put a moratorium on chairs several years ago, particularly if they were minus a seat.

My favorite place to look when I’m in an antique store or junk shoppe?  Under.  If a dish or bowl strikes my fancy, I look under.  I’ve been known to do it in restaurants and in friends’ homes.  Homer Laughlin dinnerware is a particular favorite; my "grandma dishes" are Homer.  If a particular press on a chair catches my eye, I look or feel under.  Is it caned?  What’s the condiiton?  Set in or done by hand?

Y’all still want to come over for coffee?

12 thoughts on “U is for…

  1. I have an aversion to cane chairs. We had them in my kitchen growing up and dude someone was always falling through. ALWAYS. I don’t care how big your ass is – you either fall through – or get stuck in the whole.
    I look at the underside of pottery. Looking for the marking and to see how it came off the wheel.

  2. Put the kettle on and I will be right over.
    We have seats with padded cusions hiding the holes too, one stool in particular is really bad you really have to watch how you sit on it and definitely no children!
    There were two immaculate chairs in the road by the rubbish the other day and both my friend and I were too chicken to ask the guys if they were rubbish. I didn’t have to car to take it home anyway and I definitely wasn’t taking it on the bus!

  3. I have one of those chairs, but it had a square of wood to make it usable. Then I got keen, borrowed an excellent book from the library and redid the caning. I was mighty pleased but I’m not sure if I’d want to do all your extras. Put on the tea and maybe I would, since I have to be doing something.

  4. Vicki, I have a story for you about caned chairs. It’s a story of how they found their way home. When you have a chance, send me an email and I’ll email the story – it’s too long for here.
    It was told to me by a friend of my Grandmother’s. She calls herself a “stripper”. She refinishes and recanes old furniture and chairs.

  5. Hmm, do you have a butt guide (like those “must be this tall to go on this ride” things) before people sit on these chairs?!

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