Someone at work asked me if I could make little chairs for some knitted rats from Thailand. Yeah, well, I live a mundane life, can’t help it. I said ‘sure’ (she did the big eyes thing which never fails) and today she brought in a knitted rat.
I don’t want to keep the rat for very long. This is a smoky house, she is a nonsmoker but not an antismoker, all I need are measurements and maybe a quick-rigged plasticard rough chair for size. Then the rat can go home.
It’s easier than most of my current ongoing models and won’t take too long. It’s a big scale, the chairs would be around 1/12th scale so will have mortice and tenon joints. Compared to N gauge or the 1/1200th sub I’ve drilled out, a piece of piss. They won’t be crappy pine either, they won’t need much wood so they can be made of something decent.
This means that tonight, I took to YouTube for woodworking videos and was seriously distracted. Very, very distracted. There are so many.
Slightly disappointed too, to find that ‘tobacco wood‘ is not actually from tobacco plants but is the bits of wood used to hang the leaves.
But then I still have the stems of this year’s crop, set aside for possible electrojuice production. They are reasonably solid and woody. Something could be made from them.
Not these little chairs though. I have some little bits of teak and oak in the garage, and a scroll saw.
I wonder if the YouTube man’s bracelet wearers realise where their wooden wrist-patches come from. I wonder if future Ebayers will realise where the realistically planked buildings and wagons came from… Oh, that evil feeling is back!
I haven’t felt this evil since breakfast. Which was boiled egg, a feasting on the unborn.
Eat the unborn. It’s good for you. Then make little chairs for knitted rats from Thailand. You know it makes sense.