After the success he had making a traditional North of England wooden stool, (a cracket), Marmaduke has been looking around for his next project. He and I had a few words of disagreement about making a mess in the garret, but as usual he has got his way.
So now he’s got lots of board-feet of treated timber, and he’s going to make a bird table. (For the life of me I can’t remember what bird tables are called in the USA.)
The garret is full of pressure treated out-doors type wood.
And Marmaduke says that he’s going to make something like this.
I said he should hurry up and get it done. For; the north wind doth blow, and we shall have snow, and what will poor Robyn do then, poor thing?