My uncle had a shed. Not just any shed, it was more of a workshop. In it was a lathe and other metalworking equipment. He looked nothing like this. He was a doctor and I’m told he delivered me!
For relaxation, he built engines, steam engines. Small replicas of train locomotives that ran on narrow gauge railways. I suspect he was never happier than when he was making his engines.
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