Thread: A dare !!!

Mum still has the fruit bowl that I turned at high school , sitting on top of the china cabinet .
Today I would call it a roughed out blank ,
a blank lovingly sanded and french polished by Dad

Originally Posted by Ed Reiss

Congrats on the 40 Neil...lovely picture of the wife.
Ours is also this May 29. Didn't think we'd make 4 let alone 40

And to you and yours, Ed.

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It isn't turned,
but my "bookshelf" has survived 35 years, 24 houses and an emigration by bicyle to the far side of the world (it went ahead in a cardboard box).

I have promised the kids in my woodwork class that I'd bring it in so they can see the standard of work their teacher produces.

Might get around to finishing it soon, or maybe I'll get my 3 year old to do that when he is a bit older.

Thinking of old pieces of work, the one other piece I brought out from Scotland was a 30cm x 30cm x 30cm box. It was my grandfathers, he was a keen woodworker, but over the years the layers of gloss paint had built up hiding the finger joints. For most my childhood we kept boot polish and a mountain of brushes in it. Sunday night was all 9 boys lining our shoes up and polishing them, one brush to put the polish on one to take it off. Do people still polish shoes?

I decided over the school summer holidays to renovate it, as I carefully stripped back this family heirloom, a motif began to appear. Maybe it was going to be the Gordon Clan crest lovingly carved by my grandfather 100 years ago when he was 24.

As the layers came off there was a sign of colour and a picture of a palm tree, rather odd I thought. Then the unmistakable words came through "Californian Syrup of Figs".

Guess who had forgotten his grandfather had also been a shipping clerk and probably picked it up at work to store the boot polish and brushes in?

Chris

hoot mon

great story Chris

My aunt had a fat pig chopping board my cousin had made for her
she used it so much she had worn/cut/whatever right through it

I traced around it and made her another. (but I think she kept the original)

I'll game Vern, excuse the dust and the 25yr old finish!

Its about 10" in dia, it reminds me of a bad memory my friend put his hand into a bandsaw cutting out his laminated blank round. He managed to cut 3 fingers in half longways... he didnt listen to the teacher

Vern , I attended Camperdown High School, Harry Weaving was the head master, I didn't like him and he felt the same about me. One thing I forgave him for was the woodwork prize in1951.
Presented with a book, Building Modern Furniture, still go it on the shelf.
Attached are a couple of pages from it . cheers John

Originally Posted by Harry72

I'll game Vern, excuse the dust and the 25yr old finish!

Its about 10" in dia, it reminds me of a bad memory my friend put his hand into a bandsaw cutting out his laminated blank round. He managed to cut 3 fingers in half longways... he didnt listen to the teacher

ouch

Originally Posted by nine fingers

Vern , I attended Camperdown High School, Harry Weaving was the head master, I didn't like him and he felt the same about me. One thing I forgave him for was the woodwork prize in1951.
Presented with a book, Building Modern Furniture, still go it on the shelf.
Attached are a couple of pages from it . cheers John

I see he like you so much he personally signed it

Originally Posted by Harry72

I'll game Vern, excuse the dust and the 25yr old finish!

Its about 10" in dia, it reminds me of a bad memory my friend put his hand into a bandsaw cutting out his laminated blank round. He managed to cut 3 fingers in half longways... he didnt listen to the teacher

Ouch! Not a nice memory but I feel better now I know I'm not the only one hoarding junk from my youth

Originally Posted by nine fingers

Vern , I attended Camperdown High School, Harry Weaving was the head master, I didn't like him and he felt the same about me. One thing I forgave him for was the woodwork prize in1951.
Presented with a book, Building Modern Furniture, still go it on the shelf.
Attached are a couple of pages from it . cheers John

I didn't like my teacher much either but he wasn't as generous as yours - or my work sucked - food for thought