The End of the old chair

When my father retired he treated himself to a very comfortable chair.

He died in 1999 and my mother thought the empty chair was too sad.

She had it moved to us; it did not fit through the front door but, fortunately it came in through the sash window.

It was extremely comfortable so my wife made it her chair.

20 or so years later it wore out.

I had to demolish bits to get out out the house and break it up to go in the dustbin.

It was quite sad really.