Solid Oak Furniture

I’ve spent forty years knee-deep in sawdust. If I had a pound for every time someone showed me a bit of “oak-effect” chipboard they’d bought off some faceless website for a pittance, I’d be retired in the Maldives by now. Instead, I’m still here in the workshop, picking splinters out …

I’ve spent forty years with my lungs full of sawdust and my hands calloused from proper timber. Frankly, I’m sick to death of seeing folk pour their hard-earned cash into flat-pack rubbish that’s destined for a skip in eighteen months. You want to know if oak is “good”? That’s like …

I’ve spent forty years—man and boy—covered in sawdust and breathing in the scent of cut timber. I’ve seen it all. I’ve watched trends come and go like the tide, and I’ve seen enough “flat-pack” nonsense piled up at the local tip to build a bridge to the moon and back. …

I’ve spent forty years knee-deep in sawdust and shavings. If that’s taught me anything, it’s that we’ve lost the plot on what “long-term” actually looks like. These days, people go out and buy a chest of drawers made of what is basically compressed cardboard and a bit of glue, then …

I’ve spent forty years covered in sawdust, and frankly, I’ve seen every “next big thing” in furniture come and go. People walk into the shop and their eyes go wide at the price tag on a proper oak dresser. They’ve spent too much time looking at those glossy flat-pack catalogues …

I’ve spent forty years or more covered in sawdust and wood shavings. In that time, I’ve seen every “trend” you can imagine come and go—from that orange, plastic-coated rubbish in the 70s to the flimsy, cardboard-filled flat-pack nonsense that clogs up the local tip these days. It’s enough to make …

I’ve spent the better part of forty years covered in sawdust, and if I’ve learned one thing, it’s that people are being sold a pup. You walk into a big-name showroom these days with the bright lights and the “everything must go” signs, and everything looks “oak-ish.” It’s a trick …

Forty years. That’s how long I’ve been breathing in sawdust and shifting heavy sideboards. I’ve seen every “trend” you can imagine come and go like the tide. One year everyone wants orange pine, the next it’s all grey paint. It’s enough to make your head spin. Here’s the thing. Most …

Forty years I’ve been at this, lungs probably half-full of sawdust by now. If I had a quid for every time some lad in a suit tried to tell me veneer was “just as good” as the real thing, I’d be sitting on a beach in Cornwall right now, not …