Alf
Sapling
Hello Havenites one and all,
Once upon a time, many moons ago, I used to torture trees and spend inordinate amounts of time removing rust from old hand tools and convincing other people on the interweb that it was a Jolly Good Idea to do the same thing.
For which I hope to be forgiven.
Real life has subsequently thrown several spanners in the works, metric and imperial, and these days I infrequently pop into the workshop, see rust forming on tools I've previously cleaned up, and then slink away and try not to think about it. But I miss woodworking, and I miss chatting to the folks who go about doing it. Thus I find myself here, seeing a fair few familiar faces, and hoping you won't mind me hanging around, living a vicarious woodworking life and maybe stirring up a few brain cells in hopes that I haven't actually forgotten everything I ever knew. Such as it was.
Cheers, Alf
Once upon a time, many moons ago, I used to torture trees and spend inordinate amounts of time removing rust from old hand tools and convincing other people on the interweb that it was a Jolly Good Idea to do the same thing.
For which I hope to be forgiven.
Real life has subsequently thrown several spanners in the works, metric and imperial, and these days I infrequently pop into the workshop, see rust forming on tools I've previously cleaned up, and then slink away and try not to think about it. But I miss woodworking, and I miss chatting to the folks who go about doing it. Thus I find myself here, seeing a fair few familiar faces, and hoping you won't mind me hanging around, living a vicarious woodworking life and maybe stirring up a few brain cells in hopes that I haven't actually forgotten everything I ever knew. Such as it was.
Cheers, Alf
