The Woodworker

Tell me a story
I'm interested in everything you have to tell me, regardless of whether you might think it worthy or not, so please continue to send in your woodworking stories and experiences, and especially any photos of your work. I was talking to one of my college students the other day about his grandfather's work; it sounded great, but sadly he didn’t have any pictures. 
Last week I had a call from reader Gavin Hyatt in South Wales. He told me about a fascinating job he was currently engaged with. I liked the sound of it, so I went over to Newport to have a closer look. I'm very pleased I did, and hopefully you'll be as interested as I was when you read about it in the next issue.

Badge of pride
My visit to Wales coincided with the delivery of some new Woodworker badges I've just had made up. These are for anyone who contributes to the magazine in some way, however modest. Gavin became the first recipient of the new badge, and was very pleased indeed, despite the lack of ceremony of the presentation. 
Needless to say I wear mine daily, and not without a certain degree of pride either! I have to confess that I've not yet sewn the embroidered version onto my apron, but to be honest, that's more of a paint-spattered rag than an article of protective clothing, and deserves burning more than embellishment. 

PS. Please note that the correct email address for readers' ads now contains a crucial dot, as here: [email protected]

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