Got me covered...

Okay, indulge me a while.

Scarecrow made a nice new apron for me to replace one that I have worn out over the last 15 years.

I don't know, nothing seems to be made to last these days.

Anyhoo, here t'is.



It has toys on it, looks cute, is backed and has big pockets with a flap over the larger one to keep the sawdust out of my sandwiches.

It goes down to me toes, by my request.

If you want to know more about how it was made, ask me and I will ask Scarecrow and maybe I could put up a pattern or something.

To give it a workout I spent a day sitting at my new scroll saw cutting out a few bits and pieces.

So indulge me and have a squizz at some of the gear from my PIW (project-in-waiting) box (sometimes called a scrap wood box).

Enjoy.

I found this dude horsing around:


This fella just joined the army. Or was that the leggy?


Found in a small puddle. Only needeep, needeep.


Got Scarecrow to pose for this one after she stopped biting her toenails:


This is my round tuit. Everybody needs one of these so we do those jobs when we get a round tuit.


This gruff griff used to work for the public service. Sorry for using work and public service in the same sentence.


This bloke was fired for dragon his feet.


Just like the government policies on greenhouse gases. Have wings, primed and ready to fly.


My high school science teacher.


For when I go off the rails


For the love of my life. She's allergic to roses.


Okay, slow news day, off to check out this boobquake stuff whilst Scarecrow isn't looking.

Nothing to do with frugal, heaps to do with a man's stupidity.

Just my style

Love, peace and mung beans

Doc