cowfoot
Established Member
Had some sad news today...hope you don't mind me typing a few words.
A few years back I'd fallen on hard times, struggling to pay the rent so I moved in with my Mum in a small town in the middle of bloody nowhere (top of the Pennines, to be vaguely precise). The local pub was a friendly enough place and I got chatting to one of the old fellas who'd be propping up the bar until closing time and beyond. He was a very skilled woodworker who'd set up his workshop there a couple of decades ago and plodded along doing small commissions for Fortnum and Masons etc making presentation boxes. I spent a few weeks working alongside him, probably cost him a few quid in mistakes and the time he spent patiently demonstrating techniques. I guess he enjoyed the company, I certainly did. We'd often work until 10pm then head to the pub for a few.
Anyway, old Bart passed away recently, but I'll be thinking of him next time I'm in the workshop I've set up since he showed me the ropes.
Here's to those who take the time to pass on their skills!
A few years back I'd fallen on hard times, struggling to pay the rent so I moved in with my Mum in a small town in the middle of bloody nowhere (top of the Pennines, to be vaguely precise). The local pub was a friendly enough place and I got chatting to one of the old fellas who'd be propping up the bar until closing time and beyond. He was a very skilled woodworker who'd set up his workshop there a couple of decades ago and plodded along doing small commissions for Fortnum and Masons etc making presentation boxes. I spent a few weeks working alongside him, probably cost him a few quid in mistakes and the time he spent patiently demonstrating techniques. I guess he enjoyed the company, I certainly did. We'd often work until 10pm then head to the pub for a few.
Anyway, old Bart passed away recently, but I'll be thinking of him next time I'm in the workshop I've set up since he showed me the ropes.
Here's to those who take the time to pass on their skills!