So, what I failed to mention in my last post about silversmithing against the clock is that one of the other reasons I was rather up against it was that I found out that the class for next term was fully booked. And I wasn’t on it.
And if you want to know the truth, I found that out pretty much at the same time I found out I was losing my job and by that point learning that there’d be no class for me in the New Year was way more gutting than learning that there’d be no job. It was certainly also the more unexpected of the two.
In the meantime I have this silver hare, planned before the term started, cut in the first session, faffed around with off and on in almost every class after that after the weight of his lovely ears made him topple a bit (‘hey Kate, how’s drunk bunny going?’)
He is weighted at the back to stop the wobbling and waiting for me to solder and finish him. I am on a total ban from soldering at home as we umm, may have had a small house fire before (for which you can read, we were fine, the smoke damage did several grands worth of damage. Oops.)
And so the silver hare, my drunk bunny, sits waiting for me, my stood up date on a week night in Essex. I hope to return to him soon.