Project Pew Part Two

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Stage One - squaring off the left end


Well, made a start on Project Pew today. Squared off the left end, which will eventually be supported by a bracket on the end wall of the conservatory. This was done with a handsaw to minimise any further butchery to the already beleagured old thing - the original owner of the chapel saw fit to try and 'remove' the pews by using a chainsaw - the results were largely not pretty.

Doing this the old-fashioned way was 'hard collar' as my dad used to say. He would also not have been particularly approving of the quality of the excision. But then I'm not the woodworker the old man was; although I could have gone to B&Q to get a fresh saw, rather than make do with the tired one I actually used - you can't sharpen modern saws, just have to bin the bloody things when they lose their edge. Not an excuse, but there you go.

The next step is to get the pew-end onto the right side of it. This will probably be less physical effort, but more of a technical challenge as it is not the end that came off this particular pew and which, of course, is subtly different in the way that the rebates are cut. I will try my limited best to get it to fit and not look too much of a dog's dinner. Part three to come soon...

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  1. Joe Stoner15 September 2020 at 07:58

    I found this great idea from the IER: A bit too detailed and needs editing BUT good shit! I've asked 'em to: "Can you extend it to include the fight FOR & AGAINST workers rights since the Tolpuddle Martyrs (at least!!)"??

    ATB

    Joe

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    1. Joe Stoner15 September 2020 at 08:18

      GaiaDoesnotCare: Cops numbers increasing; 1st thing that Thatcher did!!!

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  2. sideways15 September 2020 at 08:38

    I'm not sure of the link to woodworking projects here...

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    1. Joe Stoner15 September 2020 at 10:01

      Sorry mate:
      1. it's not a woodworking project
      2. it's political and I missed putting in the link DOH!!!:

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    2. Joe Stoner15 September 2020 at 10:02

      https://www.ier.org.uk/timeline/

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    3. Joe Stoner15 September 2020 at 10:03

      Ahhhhhhh it's the blog that didn't like the "<s"

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