It was only 2 degrees outside, but as I gripped the tongs, trying to hammer the glowing piece of steel clamped in its jaws, my leather glove began to smoke. I dropped the tongs with a yelp, and the ...
Regular readers will recognise this as the third part of a series exploring blacksmithing for those who have perhaps always fancied having a go but have never quite known where to start. It’s written ...
Regular readers will recognise this as the third part of a series exploring blacksmithing for those who have perhaps always fancied having a go but have never quite known where to start. It’s written ...
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