Heating up

Just charcoal again, I'm probably lucky some of my important bits aren't cooked. Breaking all the safety rules in the book I suspect in my shorts and sandals. Heating up the edges of square bits of metal and whacking them with the hammer to bend them in a little. Sat on a block of wood in front of the press shown in the picture the other day with the Oxy-propane torch. I must figure out a better seat, the billowy portions complained vigorously after that all day session. It is not so bad just sitting, but all that rocking about moving the press wheel is what causes the post bag to fill with gripey postcards from the nervous system.