Guardians of The Lambsfoot!

There are only two things you have to worry about.
Whether you are well, or whether you are ill.
If your well there's nothing to worry about.
If your ill there's only two things you have to worry about.
Whether your going to live, or whether your going to die.
If your going to live there's nothing to worry.
If your going to die there's only two things to worry about.
Whether your going to go to heaven, or whether your going to go to hell.
If your going to go to heaven there's nothing to worry about.
If your going to go to hell you'll be so busy shaking hands with old friends you won't have time to worry.
No worries... :p:D
 
Jack Black Jack Black - Always appreciate your kind words, Jack. It must be wonderful to be surrounding by all that History. It must be sad to see that exquisite church not being preserved or repurposed. Cool press pass and Hartshead.

@Half/Stop - Thank you Ron.:) Love that Ebony beauty.

JohnDF JohnDF - Thank you kindly, John. Congratulations on your “first knife stuck in tree” pic. You didn’t eat the sausage butty with knowledge aforethought. I think you’ll escape the lake of fires for this one.

@Ramrodmb - Hope things get better, Mark.

Good Afternoon Guardians.
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I thought, why not see if I could cut some leather with it too... :D

JohnDF JohnDF - John, about the time I started on this journey I'm on, your were having troubles with one of your Lambfoot knives pulling away from the bolster when you opened and closed it. Is the knife pictured the one you were having trouble with? How did you resolve the issue? Isn't the knife pictured the one Jack Black Jack Black gifted you? Hope I've got all that right. Except for the last couple weeks, I've been in a bit of a fog.
 
My compliments on your escrima, and your Lambfoot!!:D
But mostly for taking care of your elders (and youngers:))
Christian!!:thumbsup:

Thanks Charlie.

That's a beautiful stick Christian, I never realised that's where you took your BF name from my friend :) I did a Leisure Studies degree many years ago, and we covered lots of interesting history, including cudgeling, which used 2 heavy sticks, and single-sticking. They were among the most common English sports, even more so than bare-knuckle boxing. Fathers would fight their sons to train them, and heads were regularly split open, with no apparent ill-feeling. Then, at the seasonal fairs, lads, young men, and older fellers would fight each other. Life was a rough old game then, as it still is for many :rolleyes: :thumbsup:

Methinks that one of the reasons the lads fought at those fairs was to attract the attention of the young lasses nearby. ;)

As to my handle, I registered on BFC not long after graduating uni. Before I entered the real world I visited the Old Country, reconnecting with kin. As I was raised in America, I was noticeably taller than most locals, the likely result of better childhood nourishment. My height, along with the steep stairs of the houses there, made for a bad combination. After watching me hit my head on one of the low ceilings for what must have been the fifth or sixth time (apparently none the worse for wear), my cousin and daily companion made the comment that my head must be as hard as kamagong. :eek:

Kamagong is also known as ironwood in the Philippines.
 
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Not following you Jack????

Kinda caught my attention, Ed! I mean looking at the cane you're using we're hoping the leg bone wasn't dual purposed.

Gotcha Gary. No need to worry. I'm not a Peg Leg -- Yet!:eek:

Thank heavens for that Ed :eek: :D I have a stick with a shaft a bit like that, now I think about it :) Thanks Gary :thumbsup:

Thanks for posting those pictures Jack. That's interesting about your family connections to the place and of course to the Furness family. Do you know if there are still any Furness's remaining in Eyam?
I made it to Eyam a couple of winters back. It was deserted, freezing cold grey and grim but it looked like it had a lot of interesting history that warrants a return village.

Thanks David, I don't know actually. I only discovered that they originally came from Eyam while doing some Barlow history research. I ended up knowing more about the Furness family, and the Barlow family, than I do about the Black family! :D I was there about 18 months ago, and there was a cracking little ale shop near the National Trust/tourist info place just next to Eyam Hall :thumbsup:

That's a great story Jack! Must of been a different world when martial arts were covered in university.:eek:Meanwhile Lancashire was known for a different sport.
https://www.northernsoul.me.uk/clog-fighting-oldham/
https://www.northernsoul.me.uk/clog-fighting-oldham/

Thanks again David, it was a really interesting course, lots about the history of the pub too! :D :) :thumbsup:

I think they might still do that out Barnsley way, 'wit pit boyts on'! :D :thumbsup:

With all this talk of life preservers I thought I'd post this I came across recently in the Museum of The Royal Green Jackets in Winchester.
It's an Irish Shillalah circa 1818.
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You'd not want to get clobbered with that! :eek: I used to have one of those WW1 chocolate tins, with my great-granddad's medals in :thumbsup:


Excellent photo mate :thumbsup:


I got tired of waiting to unpack my leather tools...
I decided to cut some patterns out with my Lambsfoot.

I thought, why not see if I could cut some leather with it too... :D

That worked pretty well John :) I often use my Lambsfoot for that sort of detail work, but I've not cut out leather that thick with it. Nice work :thumbsup:

Jack Black Jack Black - Always appreciate your kind words, Jack. It must be wonderful to be surrounding by all that History. It must be sad to see that exquisite church not being preserved or repurposed. Cool press pass and Hartshead.

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Good Afternoon Guardians.
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Thank you very much Harvey, when I was a kid growing up in Sheffield, I'd say there were more churches locally, than there were newspaper shops, maybe twice as many in fact. I'm sure there were just as many in Leeds too, and there is a nice church just up the road from the derelict one, which may be one of the reasons it became a synagogue (though there was a spectacular synagogue just down the road, since replaced by another UP the road) :)

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Harvey, you take a wonderful photograph my friend :) :thumbsup:
 
Methinks that one of the reasons the lads fought at those fairs was to attract the attention of the young lasses nearby. ;)

I'm sure it most certainly was Christian, those old fairs were the main opportunity for courtin' ;) :thumbsup:

As to my handle, I registered on BFC not long after graduating uni. Before I entered the real world I visited the Old Country, reconnecting with kin there. As I was raised in America, I was noticeably taller than most there, the likely result of being better nourished. My height, along with the steep stairs of the houses there, made for a bad combination. After watching me hit my head on one of the low ceilings for what must have been the fifth or sixth time (apparently none the worse for wear), my cousin and daily companion made the comment that my head must be as hard as kamagong. :eek:

Kamagong is also known as ironwood in the Philippines.

You have such a WISE head Christian, I always forget you are one of the relative youngsters here my friend :) Nice story :) :thumbsup:
 
I think you’ll escape the lake of fires for this one.
Thank God. :)

Is the knife pictured the one you were having trouble with?
Nope. It's the Ironwood that has some troubles.
It just sits around looking pretty these days while my Rosewood does all the heavy lifting.

I've not cut out leather that thick with it. Nice work
Thanks, Jack. :)
The leather isn't very thick, only 3 oz. Kind of like cutting cardboard.
 
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