Steve Jones
Senior Member
Holly barbel fans where do I start on this thread.
Like all good stories I'll start from the beginning.
Once upon a time a long long time ago (1966) an engineer and his mate did some successful spawning on a gravel run and a fat lickle hobbit emerged kicking and screaming into this world.
Said engineer was always making and adapting things, one because he could, two he loved it and three not much was available then in the mists of ancient times. The fat lickle hobbit when not building dens in the woods, fishing or playing rugby would watch said engineer in wonder. When the mists cleared and the hobbit had a mate of his own a shed was purchased together with tools and a hoarding nature of things that may become useful under the heading of my precious. Every now and again the hobbit needed to escape the dragon inside his lair (now an ex dragon) and do stuff to keep his sanity and this has continued to this day.
THE END
Well like all good stories not quite.
Here's a couple of chairs Ive modified
The camo one mud feet on the seat end for sloping river banks, carrying and leg hold straps
The other one - adjustable legs added to the front, the rear end had an old mower handle cut down and added to make a bed chair seat/low chair
Like all good stories I'll start from the beginning.
Once upon a time a long long time ago (1966) an engineer and his mate did some successful spawning on a gravel run and a fat lickle hobbit emerged kicking and screaming into this world.
Said engineer was always making and adapting things, one because he could, two he loved it and three not much was available then in the mists of ancient times. The fat lickle hobbit when not building dens in the woods, fishing or playing rugby would watch said engineer in wonder. When the mists cleared and the hobbit had a mate of his own a shed was purchased together with tools and a hoarding nature of things that may become useful under the heading of my precious. Every now and again the hobbit needed to escape the dragon inside his lair (now an ex dragon) and do stuff to keep his sanity and this has continued to this day.
THE END
Well like all good stories not quite.
Here's a couple of chairs Ive modified
The camo one mud feet on the seat end for sloping river banks, carrying and leg hold straps
The other one - adjustable legs added to the front, the rear end had an old mower handle cut down and added to make a bed chair seat/low chair