Some time in the last hundred years or so, a lone woodworker by the name of Austin toiled at his bench, planing rebates. He only had a simple unfenced rebate plane, and he kept going over the line he had gauged. He tried to clean it up, but that only made things worse. He knew what he needed, it was one of those proper moving fillister planes with a fence and a depth stop, but the shops were shut and 24 hour e-commerce was still many years away. Besides, he had no cash.
So he looked around his workshop and found a thoroughly beaten up old moulding plane from the previous century, some scraps of boxwood and a few other bits and pieces. And he built himself this:
A genuine, made-it-myself-from-what-was-to-hand, just-good-enough-to-work, tool.
No effort was wasted where it made no difference, but his tool worked, and he was able to plane his (somewhat narrow) rebates.
Years later, his workshop was cleared and his plane was sold off, until a dotty old guy saw it in a shop in Bristol and happily carried it away to a new home!
I shan't be putting this one back into use; I think it has earned a safe retirement. :wink:
So he looked around his workshop and found a thoroughly beaten up old moulding plane from the previous century, some scraps of boxwood and a few other bits and pieces. And he built himself this:
A genuine, made-it-myself-from-what-was-to-hand, just-good-enough-to-work, tool.
No effort was wasted where it made no difference, but his tool worked, and he was able to plane his (somewhat narrow) rebates.
Years later, his workshop was cleared and his plane was sold off, until a dotty old guy saw it in a shop in Bristol and happily carried it away to a new home!
I shan't be putting this one back into use; I think it has earned a safe retirement. :wink:
