Saturday.

Took this snap on Thursday. Like a good many houses in this area, this one looks a pleasant enough, ordinary, house, until for some reason you can have a look below the surface (repair work in this case) and you realise that a medieval skeleton is on view. This morning we motored across to a village about five miles beyond Stowmarket, to look at a couple of 'off colour' clocks belonging to an old aquaintance, and to drink tea/ coffee with him whilst at the same time examining the patients. One was a rather handsome skeleton clock, which was becoming reluctant to perform it's duties. I'm not keen on Victoriana generally (prefer antiques), but gave this one some t.l.c. and generally attended to it's needs. The other is an early 18th century country long case clock, just UNDER six foot high, but with a ten inch dial, and a case in proportion, so that despite it's shortness, it is an elegant, tiny, clock. This one was suffering from a surfeit of clock rope fluff, and being slightly out of beat. Attention given, both clocks sounded much happier, and have now resumed their duties full time. Very satisfying morning's work. Quick grumbled egg for lunch , and now off out to play scrabble. More later, perhaps.