From the age of eleven I worked Saturdays at Harcourt Howard's antique shop at the Albion and then at his home at Denham Street Clayfield, in Brisbane.
I learned the trade that was buying and selling but more importantly, I learned that research and restoration were the two most important elements to success.
I was far more inclined towards collecting than trading and was also more focused on a design career. Dealers it seemed to me were always at each other's throats and scheming to devise ways of extracting key pieces from households they had entree to.
I can't remember the cat in the pic, he had so many.
Harcourt was a generous man with his time and knowledge, there was no area of the house 'out-of-bounds' to me. This trained me to be scrupulously honest or else . . .
His wife Elsie had passed away by this time, she was a medium in the "Spiritualist Church" and was trained by my GrandMother on my Father's side - Annabell Enright.
I can see that this was after Harcourt's stroke as his right hand was affected, still although his speech did return to normal.
I was so chuffed to see this lost image, again - Love you Harkie (and Janis)!