Hubby went to pick up a bureau from a dealer today. He rang me to say that the dealer had another bureau I might like, so hubby came home with two of em.

Somehow or another one of the bureaux lost one of its back legs. It had four at the outset of the trip home, but only three upon arrival. A feeling of deja vu washed over me. I’ve had sideboards, dressing tables and dining tables arrive home with bits missing, with little by way of explanation as to how these amputations occur.

The fourth leg was found in the van and the poorly bureau is having a nice little lie down in my paint shack, recovering from re-constructive surgery. I do hope it isn’t left with a limp.