I was interstate over the Christmas break and was at the MIL's. As usual,
she was constantly chattering and I had tuned her out. No, I am not being
unkind, here's a sample of why I tune her out
Me. "Margaret, where do you keep your glasses?"
Her. "Glasses? You want a glass? I keep them in the bottom cupboard behind
the red bowl that Norman gave me. You don't know Norman, he was the husband
of Mary that ran the old store down at Port Noarlunga before the bushfires
burnt it down. That was a bad year for bush fires that year, the Aitkens
lost all their sheep on their farm. That was their first farm ... and so it
goes on, ten minutes at least - guaranteed."
Anyway, I am reading FWW and Margaret is chatting away. Whilst she was
talking I found it very difficult to concentrate due to something she was
saying "... old Mrs Maine ... bzzz ... tools ... bzzz ... husband ...
deceased ... moving ... must sell ... serious hobby ... woodworking ..."
Eventually I came to my senses and truly listened, Mrs Maine's husband had
died last year and she had to move into a nursing home. He had been a
serious woodworker and she was selling off his tools but she had no idea
what to charge for them. For the first time over the holidays, Margaret had
my undivided attention.
We went over to her place and I looked at the 'shed', it was full of a
lifetime of working tools. A RAS sat in one corner with a DP beside it.
Across from them were a Dyco TS and a large sander. All the planes had gone
to a relative already, so no luck there.
Since it was a ten hour drive to get home I was limited to what I could
take, so I got a box of drill bits (the box is big enough to make the
purchase of a drill doctor cost effective), a sharpening stone, a
professional barbers strop (which restored beautifully with some neatsfoot
oil), 5 good quality handsaws, a calliper, 2 machinist's squares, a bevel
gauge, saw set, 7 old chisels, a set of 3 Bahco chisels and a Makita 3601B
1-3/8 HP 1/2" Router (complete with all accessories and in good working
In case anyone was wondering, I calculated the cost of flying my son home
and taking some machinery in the van. One look from SWMBO when I raised the
subject killed that idea.
Oh, price? US$30.