Wayne’s been at it again. He disappeared into the garage for hours over the weekend and I could hear hammering, see smoke billowing out and hear the odd swear word. He got the forge going… and this time didn’t burn off his eyebrows! Bonus!
Sometime yesterday afternoon he emerged, strutted down to the lawn and set this little man out on the table.
Meet Harry the Hooker.
He’s cute isn’t he? In a kind of dangerous way.
I just love these little robotic monsters Wayne is making and thought I’d show them off.
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