The Oak Lounge Chair is made for the hour after dinner: a book, a glass, the window. Solid oak, steam-bent where it meets your back, joined by hand without a single visible screw.

The workshop sits at the end of a gravel road, in a building that used to be a dairy. There is no sign on the door. Inside, it smells of wood oil and coffee, and the radio plays quietly while six people do one thing at a time, carefully.

Slow by design

Every piece is made in small batches. Materials are chosen by hand and left to rest before they are worked; parts are fitted, checked and fitted again. It is not the fastest way to make anything, and that is exactly the point.

Look closely and you see the decisions: an edge rounded just enough to feel soft in the hand, a joint you can only find with your fingertips, a finish that will look better in ten years than it does today.

Built to stay

The seat is woven linen over a deep cushion that keeps its shape for years. It arrives assembled and wrapped in blankets, and it gets better the more you sit in it.

When a piece leaves the workshop it carries a small card, signed by the person who finished it. It is a promise, really: that it was made to be used every day, and to be repaired rather than replaced.