And it seems to be holding well [yes, probable kiss of death right there]
The stitching holds the cover at great tension, but there’s no sign of the rubber tearing.
So far so good! Each rib then got attached to the seams in three more places, which stops them from twisting, and then I gathered the raw edges at the top and stitched in place round the ferrule.
Finally, that lovely green fringe got a careful press and haircut, then pinned and hand-stitched round the edge.
I cut a bit of the fringe and tucked it inside the end of the tassel thingy, and then hunted for the little fastening button and loop, which had decided to hide. How do these things manage to creep off into such odd corners?
And there we have it, one antique parasol, restored to glory and usefulness.