I’ve always enjoyed woodworking. When I was a kid I’d be out in my dad’s shed, fiddling about with bits of wood, whittling at sticks, breaking his tools. Recently though, I’ve taken up ‘proper’ woodworking as a hobby. I’ve also, for various reasons, decided to go down the hand tool route as much as possible. There is a bit of a back story to this, so before I start posting about woodworking, I thought I’d spend a bit of time talking about how I got to the stage I’m at now.
About 15 years ago, my wife and I bought our house, which came with an old asbestos clad packing shed. It was the ugliest thing going, but it was useful to store the bikes and lawnmower, and the ever increasing stash of tools that accumulated as we renovated the house.
As you can see, it became quite the pigsty. It always took an age to find anything. Continue reading “Beginnings”