
The rocking chair that soothed three babies
First my grandmother's, then mine, now waiting for the next.
Some pieces fed babies. Some hosted family Christmases. Some travelled through generations. Some simply waited for the right owner. These are their stories.

First my grandmother's, then mine, now waiting for the next.

An Ercol stick-back, abandoned on a kerb. Six hours of wax later…

Birthdays, wakes, Christmas mornings. It's ready for yours.

I bought it cracked and tired. Here's how it looks today.

Letting go is part of the story, not the end of it.

From a Soho loft to a Bath townhouse to ours.

First my grandmother's, then mine, now waiting for the next.

An Ercol stick-back, abandoned on a kerb. Six hours of wax later…

Birthdays, wakes, Christmas mornings. It's ready for yours.

I bought it cracked and tired. Here's how it looks today.

Letting go is part of the story, not the end of it.

From a Soho loft to a Bath townhouse to ours.
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