Ever since I was a kid, my dad has been trying to get his grandmother's old rocking chair in working condition. He says she probably bought the chair in the 1930s, and since he's had it, it has never quite stayed together long enough for anyone to be able to enjoy rocking in it. It seemed like the slats were constantly falling out, and a piece of plywood was where a woven seat once was.
Despite my dad's talent for refinishing and repairing, this old chair never cooperated. And when it did for a period of time, it wasn't so comfortable to sit in. Mom tried to make it at least look prettier by dressing it up in frilly pillows and padding, but it just never quite worked.
Finally Dad took the chair to a professional who gave this old, wooden rocker a new lease on life. Not only did he fix the wobbly slats and broken arm, but he restored the woven seat to perfection.
Always Frugal, Always Fabulous,
The Elegant Thrifter