|Project by toolchap||posted 09-28-2011 06:40 AM||2024 views||6 times favorited||11 comments|
I have a penchant/affection/love/appreciation/passion for the older tools. One of these include a beautifully made old ladder which has the benefit of being very light and folds out quickly. I have been using it regularly for about 15 years.
A while back I needed to get something from one of my higher shelves in the shop and instead of opening it up (There was stuff in the way and I could not get close enough), I leant it against the woodpile which should have been somewhere else. Up I went, down I came. Agony in the area of my stomach and I crouched on the floor, waiting for the pain to subside and then daring to look at my stomach. Fortunately, there was no gash but an ugly weal where the corner of a Rosewood block had scraped it on my fall. I was obviously incredibly relieved and now started inspecting myself for the “lesser” damages. Bruise on the arm, cut on the hand…...hang on…..why was there a triangle of the crotch of my pants missing? I dropped the remainder of my pants poste haste to discover a sliver of Rosewood about 1 1/2 inches long and about 1/8 of an inch thick, happily sticking out of either side of a valuable tool. Guys, you don’t want to go there. Imagine the panic of grabbing the pliers ready to jerk the thing…out. The wrong way as well, because there was a thicker part of it on the other side of the pliers. Switched hands and clenched stuff and extricated that bugger.
This led me to a sadness because safety for me is paramount and some tools are more valuable than others. I loved the design of the ladder and wanted another one. However, being in the middle of a plane commission and trying to discipline myself to finish was not helping. However, over the weekend I decided naughty was nicer and although it did not turn out as light as the original, it functions beautifully. The old one is now literally and figuratively in the background.