Perpetual calendars – elusive history and a Catch 22

They call them perpetual calendars.  But that may be a persistent misnomer.  It certainly needs some further exploration. It is so hard to find out definitive information about them, those simple, neat stylish wooden cabinets, often no more than eight inches high, variously made out of oak or mahogany or beechwood. Four screws hold theContinue reading “Perpetual calendars – elusive history and a Catch 22”

Worth its weight in gold?

Isn’t there something very sad about seeing a once treasured jewellery item have its value estimated at auction by its metal weight?  Is everything merely worth its weight in gold? For me, the idea that something with so much artisanry – a hand-crafted ring, a gold necklace, a beautiful brooch – is now being soldContinue reading “Worth its weight in gold?”

Mindfulness?  I forget to do it and fix clocks instead

We are constantly being told to be ‘authentic’, or ‘mindful’, or ‘in the moment’.  Influencers tell us to ‘live our best lives’ then to splatter it all over social media.  Me – I’d rather quietly tuck myself away in the workshop/study, tinker with clocks, and write.  But maybe that’s not so far off what is ‘on trend’.

Bakelite – and a perfect Wyn-win encounter

It started with a call out of the blue, delivered in a lovely Welsh lilt from a village near Carmarthen, west of Swansea. Two weeks later, over half a century of family history had been restored. And some Bakelite was gleaming on the Welsh dresser. * “I’ve got an old clock that doesn’t work. HowContinue reading “Bakelite – and a perfect Wyn-win encounter”

Forging ahead proves a treat – Robinson Part 2

There is more to this clock restoration than meets the eye. Coaxing precision crafted clock parts to work in harmony when they have been battered by neglect and the passage of time is one thing. Entering the mysterious and timeless world of the blacksmith is another. And it turns out to be an unexpected treat.Continue reading “Forging ahead proves a treat – Robinson Part 2”

My Word – here’s to you Mr Robinson

What started as a walk with friends on the fringes of the Yorkshire Moors, developed into a thrilling encounter with an early 19th century clock and the inevitable meeting with a mid-20th century mantel clock. Serendipity, or more?

There’s no present like the time – just ask the homeless

This is not a post about buying someone a clock for Christmas – although that’s not such a bad idea. It is about giving the gift of time in a different way. Charity begins at home – which is all very well if you have one. For the homeless or rough sleepers, winter must bringContinue reading “There’s no present like the time – just ask the homeless”