|My Iron Bar ready for use|
And now I've got something as good. Bought yesterday on a whim for a mere £20. Was £20 ever better spent? Just look at its sleek lines and drool over the latent power in its construction. I have a feeling that I'm embarking on a beautiful and productive relationship. Happy days in the garden to look forward to!
Where does my fascination for ferrugenous fitments come from? I've got absolutely no idea although the romantic in me would like to think that I have been inspired by the words of Richard Lovelace in the last stanza of his poem To Althea, From Prison:
Nor iron bars a cage;