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Steve will reply and tell you straight. If it's urgent, ring the forge.
Prototype only. Nothing has been sent.
Gate dropped? Railing snapped? Grandad's old boot scraper in two pieces? Send me a photo and I'll tell you straight if I can mend it. If I can't, I'll say so.
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Don't apologise for bothering me with something small. That's the job now.
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ALSO ON THE BENCH
Small garden pieces. Stick it in a border, a pot, a bit of lawn that needs cheering up. Made by hand, so no two come out the same. Tell me what you're after and I'll have a go.
Ask about a job
FROM THE FILE
So you know who you're dealing with. If I can do these, I can do your gate.
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THE BLOKE
Fifth generation. Blacksmiths, farriers and wheelwrights. Apprenticed 1983, on my own since 1989, in a garage behind 13 Bridge Street. That's still my address. Funny how it goes.
Associate of the Worshipful Company of Blacksmiths. Diploma of the Worshipful Company of Farriers, 2012.
"I pride myself in putting people's visions into metal."