Tuesday 1.

 

I was asked at the weekend (which was a very busy one) if I would call in and look at the above clock which has been behaving temperamentally of late. The clock was made in Wales, Cardigan, in about 1850. Called round this morning, took the clock apart to some extent, and did the obvious things to it - ably assisted by the man of the house, who seemed to have a real feeling for the mechanics of clocks. When I left the clock was ticking away hopefully. Think all's now well. It's very satisfying sorting out a sick clock.