tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1961960550151154824.post2680723756354179243..comments2024-02-04T14:22:41.965-08:00Comments on Don't Unplug Your Hub: Big Wheel Keeps On Turning!john bainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15624118202659480062noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1961960550151154824.post-46635860514588415472012-03-12T15:17:43.505-07:002012-03-12T15:17:43.505-07:00The problem with garden shears is that so many of ...The problem with garden shears is that so many of them are badly made so the blades don't go together in the right way anyhow. <br />I wonder how easy it is to pick up a knife grinding machine nowadays! :)Jenny Woolfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16881781466502273314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1961960550151154824.post-44967526892448765552012-03-11T23:50:28.977-07:002012-03-11T23:50:28.977-07:00I can appreciate your embarrassment knocking on do...I can appreciate your embarrassment knocking on doors. I would have run too! Must be time to sell some more paintings.Paulhttp://glossaryking.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1961960550151154824.post-21442460678146791482012-03-11T16:10:16.063-07:002012-03-11T16:10:16.063-07:00We had a pedal grindstone in the barn when I was g...We had a pedal grindstone in the barn when I was growing up. I have always wondered what happened to it. Never tried to take it on the road, however.Sharkbyteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10139935335209860357noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1961960550151154824.post-45414523878256659702012-03-11T16:02:30.549-07:002012-03-11T16:02:30.549-07:00My mum did have this effect on people Emma.My mum did have this effect on people Emma.john bainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15624118202659480062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1961960550151154824.post-51723548794856642912012-03-11T14:34:19.362-07:002012-03-11T14:34:19.362-07:00I remember the knife grinder...but Dad was a chef ...I remember the knife grinder...but Dad was a chef and had his own sharpening gear..so we never needed the knife grinder's skills.<br />Jane xJane and Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08102086552682194819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1961960550151154824.post-43846092273003327122012-03-11T10:35:59.572-07:002012-03-11T10:35:59.572-07:00You've bought back memories forgotten. we had ...You've bought back memories forgotten. we had the knife grinder , rag and bone man with his horse and cart and of course the winkle man shouting his wares on a Sunday (why Sunday? I wonder)<br />Also I'm remembering the pig bin men and the coal man, all long gone.crafty cat cornerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06251582085392890533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1961960550151154824.post-86156642827856759492012-03-11T08:26:44.761-07:002012-03-11T08:26:44.761-07:00Your tale reminded me of the wheel my grandfather ...Your tale reminded me of the wheel my grandfather used to sharpen whatever farm implement needed to be sharpened. He sharpened things as small as kitchen knives for my grandmother to as large as blades for the plow. His wheel was mounted on a contraption that looked like a bicycle. It was a favorite pretend toy when we spent time at the farm.<br />When you first began writing about your mother I was so very angry at her. She left her child in the care of cruel strangers and seemed to only occasionally show feelings for you. As time goes on and you disclose more of your time with her, I see that a child's love for his mother is a strong and beautiful bond. I no longer hate her but I hate the way she abandoned her child. I see her frailties too. I am not sure I am pleased with myself for softening my views but I do believe I am seeing her more through your eyes. Does that make sense at all?Emma Springfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1961960550151154824.post-8821586852654996142012-03-11T08:01:06.251-07:002012-03-11T08:01:06.251-07:00I just had two old knives sharpened. I've had ...I just had two old knives sharpened. I've had them for at least 35 years and I think they were my Grandmothers. They don't make knives like that anymore. So if you were to show up at my door with your barrow, I'd have you sharpen the rest of them.kdenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07504994174268834559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1961960550151154824.post-55036707076426703362012-03-11T07:39:04.718-07:002012-03-11T07:39:04.718-07:00Agree with Ann. These days people don't like t...Agree with Ann. These days people don't like their doors being knocked by strangers. When I was a kid we had a regular knife grinder; he always had an audience, even I was fascinated.Valeriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12099030819314552958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1961960550151154824.post-16119360626216239182012-03-11T06:33:16.315-07:002012-03-11T06:33:16.315-07:00I would think these days it would be a lot harder ...I would think these days it would be a lot harder to earn money going door to door like that. Ah the good old days, where have they goneAnnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12886333496997952719noreply@blogger.com