My Grandad was a joiner by trade. For years he hand-built railway wagons in Glasgow. When he retired he had a small selection of hand tools that fitted into an enamel bread bin and he made household things that were built to last. There is still a parcel box outside one of our old houses in Norfolk that was constructed in 1980. He made a sturdy child’s chair, a doll’s house like a Scottish Butt and Ben Cottage, and a dolly bed.
My sister has recently rediscovered the dolly bed and has commissioned me to make some bedding for it. She has knitted a doll and a cat to whom the bed now belongs. I have worked out the sizes to make a fitted mattress cover and housewife pillowcases - miniature, of course. This damp Sunday afternoon I will be attempting to make a tiny patch Quilt, nothing too fancy, just squares that start off at 1 ¾” and end up about ¾” of an inch across. That is plenty small enough if you ask me!
The other activity that I have given myself is making a beeswax wrap for home-made bread and rolls. I used to have all of that equipment at my house in Scotland but I’ve had to buy it all again. Obviously, I could go to the shop and buy six rolls for 46p but I can’t be bothered so I would rather go to the effort of kneading and proving some dough and making a wax wrap to keep it fresh. Sometimes I question my logic over how I might be able to save save and spend time;)
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