Zeddedhed
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This weekend I was able to spend some time with an elderly relative who retired some 15 years ago after working all his life as a joiner/cabinet maker. I won't go into too many details but the story is rather sad as this chap has had a hard life, battling with alcoholism, rejection, loneliness and crushingly low self esteem.
In his time he was a uniquely talented craftsman and made some beautiful furniture. He could also rattle out site joinery with the minimum of tools and of a very high quality.
For various reasons he now has to leave his house and needs to clear out the workshop. He made contact with me and asked me if I'd take it all - lock stock and barrel. Of course I was keen and looked forward to seeing him again.
The idea of using tools that have been in the family for a few generations really got me going.
It turned out that very few of the tools were his 'own'. He would regularly sell tools to buy booze, and then have to scour the second hand shops to replenish his workshop. We did however find some that were his from his youth, and some from my grandfather
Here's some pictures of the first wave of tools (a tiny fraction of the total - he couldn't bear to see them all go at once and wants some time to 'say goodbye'. Fine with me - I get to spend more time listening to his stories and sharing experiences with a truly fantastic old boy!!)
In his time he was a uniquely talented craftsman and made some beautiful furniture. He could also rattle out site joinery with the minimum of tools and of a very high quality.
For various reasons he now has to leave his house and needs to clear out the workshop. He made contact with me and asked me if I'd take it all - lock stock and barrel. Of course I was keen and looked forward to seeing him again.
The idea of using tools that have been in the family for a few generations really got me going.
It turned out that very few of the tools were his 'own'. He would regularly sell tools to buy booze, and then have to scour the second hand shops to replenish his workshop. We did however find some that were his from his youth, and some from my grandfather
Here's some pictures of the first wave of tools (a tiny fraction of the total - he couldn't bear to see them all go at once and wants some time to 'say goodbye'. Fine with me - I get to spend more time listening to his stories and sharing experiences with a truly fantastic old boy!!)