Hi, it's Jamie.
Last week, Lucy and I both avoided spinal injury and opened the website.
Both were successful, I'm pleased to report.
I'm so grateful to everyone who just kindly bought new glasses. Thank you.
But I'm equally amazed to still be walking after the fiasco at the new workshop.
Here's a quick update.
Delivery nightmare
Last week, 800kgs of materials for our new workbenches arrived on an articulated lorry.
Shouting out the window, the driver asked "where's your forklift?"
I didn't know I needed one.
"Emm, just down there" I lied, pointing at the scrap yard further down the road.
As the lorry rumbled through the gates, I walked into the unknown, praying there'd be someone in there who could help.
In typical Glasgow fashion, there was.
A toothless forklift driver who kindly hoisted all our new timber off the lorry and onto the potholed ground. Phew.
Standing there with Lucy, we were 300m from where we were supposed to have the delivery. Plus the double flight of stairs we needed to carry it all up to our workshop.
It wasn't raining.
But it was a long day.
The walls are now all painted with our sandy 'limewash'. They're dry and looking exactly how we wanted, with a patchy textured sort of look.
Lucy keeps joking it looks like a Spanish villa.
She isn't wrong.
And over the past few days, Lucy and I painted the battered floor (something neither of us had done before).
See, the original Kodak factory floor is like a concrete crime scene, with more scars than a pirate's elbow.
So we've filled the worst parts and painted it a 'chalky grey' colour, taking turns every 24 hours to "go add another coat".
I've memorised the fastest routes in and out of Glasgow now.
Myegal average is 34 mins.
But I'm unsure how much longer our wee 14 year old Mini Cooper will serve as a work-van.
As you've seen, it's been a busy old time between staying out of hospital and opening the website (for the May 2025 launch).
It's a heady cocktail of stress, excitement and wood-screws rattling inside the washing machine from trouser pockets.
But then I remember... I'm living in the "good old days", a phase I can hopefully look back to and laugh.
If you're still reading, thanks for following along, watching us lay stones as we walk over them.
Bye for now,
Jamie, co-founder xPS: Huge thanks to the nameless forklift driver
PPS: Now wondering if the floor paint is 'too light' in colour.
"You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough."
- Mae West.