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30 years ago my FIL offered an old tool chest to me as he was tearing down a woodshed. It belonged to my wife's great grandfather. He was a ship's carpenter and the village pump maker when he came home from the sea.
I have cheaned and sorted the wooden planes, but the tools I find myself using most are dividers, a draw knife and a mill file. Each piece was stamped with his name and the edged tools hold a lovely edge. They are a pleasure to use.
I also like the way my MIL smiles when I have finished some project and mention I used one of her grandfather's tools.
My grand daughter also knows some of that man's story here because of the old tools.
Best
Les
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Best
Les
My train of thought has been replaced by a bumper car.
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