That “A tidy desk (bench) is a sure sign of a sick mind” is true. Certainly my bench is more often a complete mess than tidy, then I tidy it and for about half a day things are good and then you can’t see the bench for stuff.
But whatever you do, don’t allow SWIMBO anywhere near. She’ll tidy up and then you’ll never find anything. Ever again. Works like that all the time in the house, so she’s not allowed to touch anything in the workshop.
My biggest problem are the little people. They must be related to Jomac’s little green men, but I’ve never seen them. But they are everywhere. Always borrowing something. Must be making something but I don’t know what. Put something down on the bench, turn round and it’s gone. Hunt the workshop and it’s nowhere. Next morning, there it is, on the bench, just where you left it. So annoying.
Had a bad case of them down on the boat. Had an anchor windlass in bits in a bag. Overhauled it in the workshop, worked a treat, took it down to the boat, didn’t fit it as weather was rubbish. Came back down to the boat next visit, and no bag of windlass bits. We (SWIMBO in her capacity as First Mate and me as Captain and Chief Engineer) searched every locker, every shelf, every cabin. No windlass bits. Went down last time, searched again. Nothing. On the final day, went into a cabin and there on the floor, the bag of bits. Fitted it straight away before the little people borrowed it again and guess what? They had broken it – it didn’t work. Unusual for them, but perhaps that’s the way with the seagoing little people.
There is a lot that goes on that I don’t understand, but it seems other people have the same problems so I don’t feel so bad anymore.
Edited By ChrisH on 22/05/2011 20:59:30