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...er ...Brazilian.... rosewood that is! ....from the inner sanctum of the 'Rat Hole....Ormsby Guitars wrote:hmmmozwood wrote: I also got to see his brazillian
He could not beleive I wanted to buy a peice of myrle flawed with black spots and streaks , and I could not beleive he did not now what Tiger Myrtle was , lets say it was a win, win for both of us.Great find indeed Paul! & I hope when negotiating a price that you stressed you'd be doing the guy a favour by taking such ugly, and obviously flawed, wood off of his hands![]()
I did smell it Nick , it just smelt like really old wood , that had not been touch in a couple of hundered years!I'm sure oggling John's Brazillian must have been a sight for you and I reckon a cuppa would have been the least you'd need after seeing that (I won't ask you if you smelt it)!
I've smelt John's wood tooozwood wrote: I did smell it Nick , it just smelt like really old wood , that had not been touch in a couple of hundered years!![]()
Cheers,
What side of Taree ? , I might get of on a technicality here!The Myrtle should have been declared and surrended at the Taree border gate on your way out
What timbers have you used in your sheild there Paul? Ones Blackwood I can see that but the yellow-ish one?? Hope your pike was nice and sharp & the shaft made of good quality Yew, not a good look for a raiding party if you have to go home in the first five minutes to re-glue yer pike!
The raiding party advance swiftly from the muddy banks of the mighty Taree. This party of marauding villians, evil intent oozing from every pore. They are led by the fearless "Paul the Ozwood" a grizzled & battle scarred fighter accrued from many years of hard campaigns and timber yard battles over the best bits of Blackwood & Queensland Maple. As these foreign raiders advance they spot a small party of enemy peasants quietly going about their business, sorting through a wood pile, discarding some of the "inferior" Myrtle because it bears the mark of the dreaded black spot and also stripes resembling the arse wipe marks of passing grizzly bears. The scene infuriates the raiders such that they set upon the poor hapless peasantry with their menacing & deadly pikes. Paul runs through a witless & clearly underfed Timber merchant in order to gain the "inferior" timber he holds in his gnarled & boney hand, the pike easily piercing this poor gent and cleaving every organ as it passes through finally coming to rest on the timber merchant's spine.
Having hastily whipped up his pike with the only timber he had in his stocks at the time,plantation grown Indian Rosewood (stolen from the StewMac tribe on one of his earlier raids), the snap of the shaft informed Paul the Ozwood that he had indeed chosen the wrong timber! An eerie silence suddenly filled the slaughter grounds as the party of hardy warriors all stopped fighting, a look of horror filling their faces as they looked aghast at their leader, the shattered remains of his now useless pike still gripped firmly in his hand.
"Um........ Shit sorry about this fellas. Um, thought I'd get away with some flatsawn stuff, obviously not. We'll have to call this raid off until I've had time to re-glue me pike. I've got most of the bits here so I reckon if we whip home now & with a bit of Titebond and a couple of clamps she'll be as good as new."
However If you send me the Tiger Myrtle I may be able to work something out for you
Because of all the bushfires currently ravaging Australia, all land attacks have been called off until further notice but keep your eyes peeled for these fella's Martin Better prepare the stash against "Paul the Ozwood" & sea attack!.....By the way, I had heard tell that he now has a gleaming new shaft of Queensland Maple on his Pike, the IRW was too oily to re-glue successfully apparently, bloody shit quality plantation Rosewoodkiwigeo wrote:Those spikey helmeted w***kers had better not be heading for Adelaide.
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