Saturday, 20 June 2009

I killed my horse . . .

. . . By accident !

Jed looking on in sympathy.

I stood on it to put the cover over the lathe and split it. It was quite a shock - you expect these things to last forever. Another demonstrator, Dave, let me use his so I didn't have to just axe my billets.

The rain came down which was quite depressing and I started to think I didn't want to be here anymore. Luckily John Abel, a student of mine, turned up after having seen yesterday's post and cheered us up. Here is his thought for the day . . .

"What's the difference between a rut and a grave ?"
The depth.

1 comment:

Sean Hellman said...

How old was it, did it live to ripe old age?
It is always sad when old tools pass away.
The shave horse is dead, long live the shave horse.