If toyshops had to depend on me for their Christmas trade, they would soon have to put up the shutters. On Christmas Eve my workshop becomes Santa’s workshop. When it comes to toys, you name it and I’ve made it. Either that or I’ve handed down my toys. The picture shows a random collection that I managed retrieve from Tristan’s bedroom this afternoon. The mallet I made on the day he was born. The boat is one of a whole fleet that I have fashioned over the years. Muffin the Mule was one of my Christmas presents when I was about his age. The aeroplane goes back to when he was four years old and the Lego blocks are a clue to this year’s present – a set of custom made Lego wheels and axels. I’ll be working on a custom made Meccano set for next Christmas.
Occasionally the present originates from the studio. Tomorrow, a little girl by the name of Jaylah will be finding a framed sketch of herself among her presents (See diary entry for 3rd October).
I must thank my brother for my Christmas present…a replacement battery for my camera. Thanks Ali!
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