Whatever that means
With some of yesterday’s delivery of empties cleaned, de-labelled and dried and nothing needing done in the brew shed, I took myself off to the garage for a bit of tidying and some basic making. Of course, I should have rebuilt my bike today so that I could go to the local bike shop if anything needed replaced and so that I still had tomorrow to go to a bigger shop. But I didn’t. Instead I cannibalised the hoover tube and used it to connect a sander to the dust extractor and sanded and sanded and sanded a shelf. Mandy might think the dust extractor’s the most boring present ever but it’s a joy to sand without a mask and without getting covered in dust. Anyway, spalted beech.