Leather

It is no secret that I am bi-craftual. My love of all things hand made doesn't come from strangers, so when I mentioned to my dad that I had wanted to do some leather work, but had rejected the thought again when I realised how much even only the most neccessary tools would cost me he offered me all his tools and what leather he still had, there was even a book included.
I have fond memories of watching my dad work in leather and later sitting opposite him trying to work in it myself. There was no tool I wasn't allowed to use. I even played with the burner. Back then I mostly played with the scraps from his projects, but I did make some simple projects like key chains as well.
Two bags with all his tools had been sitting in our basement for a while before I had an idea for what I wanted to make, but this week I got it all up and surveyed it.

I was so eager to start my project, that I sat down and reached for the cutting board... That was when it hit me, there was no cutting board. I was more than willing to shell out the money for one, but I called my parents just to find out what had happened to the one I remembered. At this point I had also noticed the lack of the burner, which made me sad, but I was thinking my dad might still use it for marking wood. Turns out the cutting board and the burner both lived at a different spot in my parent's basement than the rest of the gear and therefore had been forgotten, so they will be coming to live with me soon.