He had no suitable wood for the top of the body, but, in an amazing stroke of luck, I found a scaffolding plank loitering on its own across the road from my workshop, the right width and thickness. The guys refurbishing the bar opposite said I could have it.
Sawing and planing it, a job that would have taken minutes with the right machinery, took me much longer by hand. I am no woodworker.
I hope I am not turning into a Dad-in-shed.
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