
The very bottom panel of the door was rotting and fell off. It had had a vent hole crudely cut into it, covered by a grille.
After lots of attention I decided that it was fit to bring inside and to test it on the cupboard. Fits perfectly too. A replacement bottom piece is being made and the 'WAITING ROOM' sign that had been on the middle cross piece still was also preserved so may find its way back to its parent door to adorn the smallest waiting room anywhere. With appropriate architraves and some Farrow and Ball it will be right. Trust me. Another bit of history preserved. It is likely that the door dates from the construction of the station in 1876. The central panels are of solid wood, not ply.
But enough of doors. Here is grandson Ben with new family member Darcey who moves in after a week or two. Aaah.
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