no way near

it's very possible you've seen this on my facebook, but recently i "finished" the bench. when i say finished, i mean the joints are all cut and it fits together but its pretty scabby, so i've spent much of the time in the last week trying to tidy them up so it fits together. got a slight problem currently which is that the workshop is like an oven, which means that it is hell to work in currently. it's so hot, and so dry, and liquids quickly evaporate, including the sweat falling off my beard chin as i slave away trying to make this massive piece of crap look slightly more appealing. cracks are opening, some things dont fit which did before and trying to get some of the legs to fit properly is a bit a nightmare as i don't think any of the surfaces in there are actually flat.

cracks.

this is total contrast to the winter, when it was insanely cold and i had to leave after an hour to get warm, now im doing the total opposite. don't read this as a massive moan though, it's good fun and i love how varied it all is. plus i'm a big fan of making things more difficult than they should be.

weather

i also bought a decent camera, need to play around with it abit and learn to use it so i can get the most of its capabilities, but the photos are way better than that of my phone so i dont care.

starting to get ideas for my next project, no clues yet but it's garunteed to look a total mess if this is anything to go by.

o x

ditl

i wake up far too late as always, and trip up over an empty tea mug as i get out of bed. stumbling my way to the kitchen, i fill up on honey nut cornflakes and tea before being ready for the outside world. i gather my bag which i assume has everything in it, hop in my trusty micra and head to the workshop through the backlanes. they've been somewhat eroded during the recent inclement weather, the car slides a bit round some of the corners along with the occasional jump. as i arrive at the workshop, i instantly wish i'd worn more clothes, bloody freezing up there! i open the door, and the instant smell of wood dust and sap hits you straightaway. it's a nice smell, but im pretty sure i wouldnt want my house to have the same aromas. as usual, i begin by looking (i'd say studying but i wouldn't want to pretend im a pro) at the pieces i have, and what im going to do today. cutting i decide is the order of the day, with a bit of paring. i amatuerishly mark out my cuts using my trusty scalpel and my not so trusty square, and using Predator (the name of the saw, apparently) i cut the rebates or notches, whatever they are for one of the legs. this goes well, after i make them as square as i can using the resources i have, which are some sketchy chisels, squiffy eyes and dodgy squares. although summed up in a sentence, this takes me an hour. however now, one side is nearing completion. all i have to do is cut the joints for the other side, and cut the notches from the main beams for it to rest on. weirdly satisfied, and too lazy to do anymore for the day, i head home and eat a bacon sandwich, and write this.

pretty boring this week really, i'm just trying to make sure i have a post a week to keep it semi regular. time to go sell pizza.

o x