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It's true, my Buck 120 just bit me and I bled all over. Of course, I was using it as a pry bar. A few years ago a Kershaw Leek stabbed me in my left hand and I met a very nice hand surgeon. I feel betrayed somehow when something I have an emotional bond with bites me. Am I crazy or do you other knife people ever feel the same way?
One day little eyes will look over my knife collection with awe and wonder, kinda like I did with my Grandfather's collection when I was little. A tiny finger will point to a knife and a small voice will ask, "tell me about that knife"? My eyes will probably strain to see exactly which knife has drawn the curiosity. "That knife"? I'll start with a grin on my face, a story will follow. At times those stories will be boring and at times there will be more behind it and by "more", I mean a…Continue
Well I am starting this blog to record my return to an older type of shaving . Like most of us I at present use the ubiquitous supermarket disposable razors , and have done so for , well I don't really know how long . When did these disposable and cartridge type of razors come about ? I guess I have been shaving regularly since I was around 16 which ,as I was born in 1953 , make it around 1969 when I started . I have a memory a very faint one I admit , to having a razor that twisted to open…Continue