Editor’s Vlog

I’ve been plugging away with the dust collector move. It’s not a big deal – or shouldn’t be. All I’m

Moving a dust collector is no small task. Preparations for the move are dangerously dusty in themselves. The hardest, dustiest

Some weeks don’t go to plan. This past week was full of distractions. First, my brother needed me for two

This week I make door panels from dirty, ‘rotten’, old fence palings. It’s unbelievable how much beauty is hidden beneath

My little back-room space in the basement is shaping up nicely – especially since it started out as a nondescript

The little space at the back of the bunker – behind the ‘shield walls’ – is shaping up nicely. Instead of

OK – I can’t put it off any longer – I have to re-arrange the piles of dirt on my driveway. It’s

My bunker is a construction zone – and my proper workshop is a disaster zone. I feel it’s time to

Is that a catchy/scary title? In any case, it marks a significant decorative input to the bunker. But, it was

I once worked at a castle in Ireland. Well actually, on the castle estate – milking cows and birthing calves.

Never say never, but I may have spent my last days in Ireland. And, to be honest, I’m not even

My sister-in-law owns a pub! I love my sister-in-law – and her pub. The Honk, Newmarket-on-Fergus, round the back of

My Mammy passed away on 5 October 2025, just two weeks short of her 85th birthday. I made it home

It’s only an auld shed – so rough carpentry is good enough. But, I recon I’ll get better at this,

These damn shields have been coming a long time. I mean, how hard can it be? Well, pretty hard, when

Every shield wall needs a shield or two. But, if you’re going to make your own shields, it would be