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A Carpenters Tale
The dais of the church was set with an old communion table, set diagonally, which had wood-shavings scattered over it, and an old wooden plane on its side. Beside the table were two wicker baskets one with wood to use and one with old fashioned tools. A substantial wooden chair was placed on the front edge of the dias. Joseph enters from the back, the door, an imaginary fire is in front of the chair towards the congregation.
My name is Joe, I'm a self employed carpenter and I have a small workshop in the village where I live. People are always knocking on my door wanting something made or fixed - so I make a good living.
Life and work were pretty settled.. but one particular knock on my door changed all that. She was young, slim and attractive. Her Dad's favourite chair was broken - could I “come round and take a look sometime soon”. She gave me her address, smiled, and was gone. I knew something important had happened but wasn't quite sure what. In the weeks that followed I was surprised at how many things needed fixing at her place...