Round The Table

My very good friend and I visited a furniture store here in Stoke-on-Trent.

Brilliant community scheme, it’s called Emmaus Potteries Furniture Mine. A lovely place that I enjoyed walking around. I think it was my friend who suggested we walk in and take a look. Window shopping is not one of my pastimes and furniture shopping for sure is not something I can be found guilty of doing on a regular basis. Yet here we were in this place. Very interesting.

We came across some tables and I was fascinated by the shape of the tables. As you may know there is the rectangular table, the oval table and the round table.

When I was growing up with my parents and siblings, I think we had a few oval tables and there was definitely at least one rectangular table. Not all at the same time – I’m referring to the dinner table. I recall the table that had the extendable part. As in it was usually under the middle of the table and whenever we needed to extend the table, that part would fill in the middle part as the two other parts came apart.

I like the round tables. The proper big round tables. Not the smaller deals. Those smaller deals were more tables for decoration than tables for sitting at. I’ve also got to say that the whole King Arthur and the round table thing was something I found very intriguing. The thing about the round tables that appeals to be all the more these days is that there’s no need to have a head of the table. With those rectangle deals there can often be that focus at the top of the table. That works for some and I agree there’s a time for it. I just love the round table concept, though, so that there’s a degree to which everyone’s place at the table is important.

Tables are great though. I love tables. I love playing board games or having meals on the table. I love the conversations that takes place round the table. I love the progress that is made round the table.

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C. L. J. Dryden