What a Kombo

Pictured, my re-strung Komboloi, which previously disemboweled themselves when the original cord broke, a while back. My temporary repair was missing one of the twenty-three beads and the string was too short anyway, so less than optimum. Anyhow, I stumbled across the missing bead this afternoon and decided to do a proper job on them. So, here they are, replete with papas [priest - the single bead: in my case a bead with the addition of an ornate silver one] and the founda [the soft tassel, which I made from some fine thread in a pleasing dark red colour] to terminate the string. They are sitting in the rather nice old - it was described as antique - Backgammon board which I won on eBay for just over twenty quid the other day. Whilst a 1970s tourist purchase could hardly be described accurately as antique, it has a nice feel of age to it - slightly knackered? - that renders it pleasing to the eye; and I suppose that although the mid-70s doesn't seem that long ago to me, it's still about fifty years ago, nevertheless. Tempus Fugit, mes ami...