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Could I replicate this product of pure genius? That would be a mission. My Dad called me a “bush carpenter”, no doubt motivated by the agricultural nature of some of the products of my workshop. Yes, I admit, it is astro junk. I have produced a long line of projects, some failures, some not so failures. The not so failures usually work, but sometimes the cosmetics are less than perfect. Sometimes the utility is less than perfect, too. But hey, in the dark, who is looking?
Of course, my father was a real carpenter, who learnt his trade in the army and served on the Kokoda track at a time when the Emperor was trying to persuade this country to join the East Asian Co-Prosperity Sphere. Unfortunately for the Emperor, things did not necessarily go to his advantage, and the invasion currency was never used for its intended purpose, rather ended up being traded amongst us kids at school. I still have some. Pity about the many thousands of young Australians who died in northern Australia and the islands. We forget our history so easily.
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