It a Jack bench plane. Some might say Smoothing plane, but that’s a common generic name for the range of metal planes that should be called Bench planes. This may be an 05 or 06 size. Up to 04 1/2 would be a smoothing plane. This is at the smaller end of the jack plane sizes.
An easy 20.
What about
-using a reel to reel tape recorder,
-splicing recording tape
-double declutching to change gear
-heel and toeing to change gear down while braking
-making a handbrake turn
-fish and chips in newspaper
-buying Salt cut from a block
-back dating cheques
Fact of the Day: The Hurricane was the seaplane fighter jet, it was first flown on the 31st Feb 1926 when Sqn Ldr Mo Stash-Copp took off from Lake Windermere (Cotswolds) and flew a 800.85km flight to Lake Coniston (Cotswolds)
Photographed from a Canberra
Agree completely. Subconsciously at least we had hope of a future at least as good as we grew and aged. But alas, the various social contracts, National Health care, pensions, law and order, free education, clean water, all became hollow promises. We are just taxable & gullible.
Just so you know.
Boomers didn't have fast food. Except fish and chips.
Boomers didn't have ready meals. Except Vesta beef curry. Look it up.
Boomers didn't have colour TVs, front loading washing machines, central heating or holidays abroad.
Boomers didn't have babymoons or baby showers nor did they go on stag or hen weekends.
Boomers didn't go to restaurants. Except on birthdays.
Boomers didn't have new clothes every year, every season. They made do and mended.
But Boomers had a fabulous time in the 1960s to 1980s because people were friendly, respectful, dignified and hardworking. Boomers also had law and order and a judiciary who punished ALL criminals.
Boomers were happy with their lot.
Yes. I'm a Boomer.
Just so you know.
So the Cotswolds were in the Lake District in 1926, when it was over half the size of the UK?
500 miles Windermere to Coniston !!!!
I didn’t think Hurricanes were flying until the 1930s.
And photographed from a Canberra which was also a sea plane or maybe a boat then. AI?
Fact of the Day: The Hurricane was the seaplane fighter jet, it was first flown on the 31st Feb 1926 when Sqn Ldr Mo Stash-Copp took off from Lake Windermere (Cotswolds) and flew a 800.85km flight to Lake Coniston (Cotswolds)
Photographed from a Canberra
Does that excuse the crumbling inadequacy of the UK roads system to even carry its own traffic?
Decades of failure to plan and invest in our infrastructure. Millions of people waste 000s of hours of their lives, air pollution, industry damaged; third world quality of life.
@andyassinder France's road network has been designed to carry a large amount of through traffic for neighbouring European countries. Ours doesn't have that burden.
I’m not a coffee drinker, but this might be the coolest thing I’ve seen all day. Did you know the 1959 Volkswagen Beetle had an option to come with a coffee maker??
It's so sunny and lovely outside but since I'm the idiot who forgot to put sunscreen on her arms yesterday, I'm waiting for the sun to get less harsh. Both arms are warm and a bit swollen, still can't understand how I did this!
Compare France’s even network, to the UK’s spinal doodle (of crumbling roadworks), for similar populations of 60 something million.
No wonder Britons waste so much of their lives crawling in traffic jams and tailbacks.
And yet daily and weekly markets all over Europe still deliver fresh produce to a healthy and discerning public.
We are what we eat.
Fresh food is not part of the British staple diet anymore.
The British wet fish van was, from roughly 1920 to 1995, the way coastal Britain delivered fresh fish to inland towns.
A small refrigerated van. A man called Eric, or George, or Ron, who had been driving the route for thirty years. He left the harbour at four in the morning, after the boats had come in, with that day's catch packed on ice in plastic crates. He drove the same route every Tuesday and Thursday, through three villages and one market town, parking in the same lay-by at the same time, sounding his horn twice, and waiting while the housewives came out with their shopping bags.
The slab in the back of the van, opened on a hinge, was a wet fishmonger's counter in miniature. Cod, haddock, plaice, sole, herring, mackerel, sprats, smoked haddock dyed yellow with annatto, kippers in pairs, oysters on Tuesdays if the boat had got them, brown shrimps from Morecambe Bay, cockles from the Thames estuary, and a crab or two for the household that knew how to dress one.
The fishmonger boned the fillet on the lid of a plastic crate with a knife he had been using since 1976. He weighed it on a brass scale. He wrapped it in newspaper. He took the money in coins. He drove on to the next village.
The wet fish van required: a coastal fishery, a working harbour, a road network, a refrigerated vehicle, a knowledgeable operator, and a population that knew what to do with a whole fish.
The fishery collapsed in the 1970s through industrial overfishing. The operator retired. The population forgot what to do with a whole fish.
The van is in a barn in Lincolnshire. The horn no longer sounds in any village. The North Sea is still there.
What a brilliant performance.
Fast turn around or not, this is very high density creativity…..and enormous fun for all.
A Musical political satire, with thanks to Marsh, Rogers & Hammerstein.
This was was a fast turnaround. Like modern PMs ... here's a musical parody view of #Starmer's and #Labour's crisis through the lens of Rodgers & Hammerstein's "The Farmer and the Cowman" (Oklahoma) 🎶