The Potting Bench

Hmmm...well now, perhaps I am feeling full of vinegar. Have just read Sharon's comment on the last post and she may have a jab  point. ☺
Re-reading my last few posts, I see that my vinegar meter really may be at an all-time high. Probably, that'll require a release of the pressure valve. Beware! My kids used to send each other cryptic messages back in the day: Red Alert was one; Thar she blows was another. So look for it any day now and let the chips fall where they may. =D
Oh go ahead, tell me what you really think...
Not today, my friend, maybe Wednesday, Friday or one day next week. 
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Today is all about the potting bench. John  created a delight for me and incorporated two things I wanted to use. The first was my old garden gate and the other was the scalloped bit there as a shelf that had formerly been used in my kitchen to bridge the gap between cupboards on either side of the sink.

Yes, I left it the pale buttery yellow it was

You know what those are...the name escapes me. Here's an example in a vintage-style kitchen.

*This post* tells why I feel as I do about the garden gate. John's "supplies" behind the garage. 

He says that his reputation as a builder has come to an end. That's because he was using inferior material otherwise known as what we had. I tell him:  Anyone can build a potting bench with quality wood; not everyone can take a bent, sagging piece of wood and make it into something special. 
So that's the background story. This is not a tutorial. We don't do those. 

Take an old garden gate Make it into something it ain't Add a bit of this and that  Splash on a little paint  Go ahead — decorate!

Just like that! Nothing to it! 
I promise not to turn this potting bench into my Boleros...maybe. It's just that we don't have a lot to chat about these days unless...
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