I remember the old Tinker being guest of honour at this very rural area I was visiting. People gathered to admire his work and he worked SO fast with very few tools and his hands. The finish was perfect.
I must have known at the time that I was seeing something important because although I was very young but I must have paid attention as I remember it clearly and I remember the older people telling me about how the Tinkers used to come to their houses when they were young to mend their things.
Honestly, my house is such a mess
Soops kitchen, a place of reflection, refuge and at times revelry.
