My dad’s old clock!

I was taken very much by a clock which Blipper HarlingDarling had salvaged from a Lions’ flea market. https://www.blipfoto.com/entry/3373767688093437934
I was winding this clock (main photo) earlier this morning. You can see the winding key if you look closely enough.
It has to be done weekly.
My dad bought it in 1990 after my mum died, as he said he didn’t want a dog, although he liked them, at his age, but bought the clock for “company” he said. He liked the ticking when he was sitting on his own. He said it helped to dispel the quiet.
My sister and I both moved away when we were married. She went first to London, and then Knaresborough, and ourselves to Portsmouth and then Sutton Coldfield.
So there was no immediate family to call in regularly.
But my two cousins did live in Rawtenstall and they visited him often.
It has been repaired once since we’ve had it. Blipper keibr would’ve sorted it in no time! Only Sweden is a bit too far!
After dad died in 2010, and I had the job of selling the house and sorting out the rest of the contents, my sister having been hugely incapacited by a bad stroke at that time in 2009, no-one else wanted to have it!
They said the ticking was too loud!
It’s funny how some very ordinary things can become very precious. All the memories they store.
It isn’t very ornate but I love its face.
Today has been exceptionally heavy rain almost non stop.
We were up at the local shops early on and the pavements were running with water. People hurrying along with umbrellas and hoods up, heads down, splashing through it! Photo in extras
I slept really well last night, which was great.
Our friend has not long left having had her dinner here as usual after work. We put the fire on earlier.
My yellow roses look a bit forlorn. I should’ve brought some in before the rain.
Still the garden needs it at the moment.
Well, I’ll stop here and enjoy catching up with a few more blips.