As a family, we love our dining table. It’s where we eat together, paint and draw, play board games, sit around and drink tea… it’s pretty much where we live together.
It’s the heart of our family community, and of our wider interactions with friends. When we think of our most treasured times in Boston, they often revolve around our massive oak table.
I have so many memories:
- being able to casually invite 8 people round for lunch after church;
- playing a huge game of Risk late into the night with ten amateur war lords;
- times of arts and