I have been fascinated with the game of billiards since the age of four, much to the surprise of my parent's since I was a very feminine little girl who loved her dolls. Although, I became a contradiction in terms, a sports fan when I grew up.
I saw my first billiard table at a hotel we were staying at and was always heading for that room. Over the next couple of years, we stayed there on several occasions, I wanted to live in the billiard room.
For my sixth Christmas, my parent's bought me a smaller version of a billiard table, one a child could easily use, with lighter cues and a shorter reach requirement. It was in our den for years. I heard the story more than once about the wayward instructions which had my parent's up until three in the morning assembling it. When we all moved from my childhood home into apartments, the billiard table was left behind. We missed it and the family conviviality it presented.
Several years ago, I came across a miniature billiard table, a tabletop version. My Mom and I purchased it for my Dad's birthday. The smaller model had the typical rectangular shape 37"(length) x 20"(across)with the green cloth and raised, wooden, cushioned sides. The pockets were sturdy, entwined string pouches. The balls and cues comparable in size. It had four 5" tall carved legs which could be screwed into the underpinning, two sturdy strips of wood. The only assembly required. Their easy removal made for excellent storage.
Many an afternoon we would take it out of its storage spot and set it up on the table top. In our case, I kid you not, the dining room table. It brought us many hours of pleasure and laughter. This was the perfect item for family fun when space was an issue. It was one of the best purchases I ever made, the joy it brought will always remain as cherished memories.