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Saturday, August 27, 2016


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Sunday, August 14, 2016

As Eid Al Ahda Draws Nigh...

 Temperatures in Dubai are still in the high forties. As residents, it's just something you get used to. However even though you can get used to the high temps to certain degree, even the most hardy resident among us would likely be keen to try new ways just to keep cooler in these days.

We can take from different sources advice on some simple ways to beat the heat in Dubai. Samantha Toscano writes for the Huffington Post and suggests 12 easy ways to feel cooler when it is hot.

Also Laura Harris from HSS Tool Hire in the States writes here about some of the things we can do to heatproof our Dubai homes for the summer.

If you are not prepared, summer in Dubai really can really slow you down, sapping every bit of your energy no matter how positive you decide to be about your situation. Better to take advice from the writers above to help combat the energy sapping nature of this hot Dubai weather.

Friday, August 12, 2016

Interior Design Companys in Dubai

Saturday, April 16, 2016

Some recent projects made from Plywood courtesy of:

All of these were made from one sheet of 18 mm plywood.

Basic Workbench (We made 8 for the workshop)

Multi use shop cart

Lumber rack

Cutoff Bin

Table Saw Out-feed Table

Table Saw Out Feed Table view 2

Basic workbenches

Basic workbenches

Basic workbenches

Router table, portable work trolly, Planer thicknesser stand

Router Table

Shop Trolly

Planer Thicknesser Trolly

Painting Scaffold

Storage shelves

Drawers in Storage Shrlves

Workbench with vise

Friday, January 23, 2015

Lofty Ambition

Up until recently my son laid his head to rest on a pillow in a racing car bed which we had purchased in a gleeful fit of four-year old primary care givers' indulgence and which he has hence outgrown (by about 2 years and a half ago).

So what I did was, I decided to build him a new bed. But not just any bed. This was a bed for my SON. It had to be a real cool bed; one that my healthy skeptic of a son would think was cool. 

Naturally, the loft bed idea was foremost in my mind. Why? Well, I think we all will agree from our own childhood experiences how the loft bed or bunk bed of our past held a certain fairy tale charm. It was the vehicle which we climbed aboard that then transported us from our learn-a-day drudgery to the nightly imagined world we built ourselves to escape....

What? Why are you looking at me like that?

You mean I was the only one child in this big world who built an imaginary world that I could get to, from the blanket-covered lower-bunk spaceship and upper bunk command center that I constructed and trusted as my vehicle to the world of the imagination?! Seriously?! Shucks! You mean, I could been doing REAL stuff all that time? Like guitar/piano/violin/singing lessons? Like mathematic/schematic/dramatic homework? Did I ever miss out!

So then, what goes into making a cool loft bed for your son? Come here. Let me school you for a few minutes - might-en even do you some good. See that there pile-o-planks? That is where you start, as with any project. Cutting to size then fitting and assembling with hardware. Then Voila you have STRUCTURE.

Once you have structure, you have smile accompanying, without question.

A big toothy smile, yeah!

So then you add to the structure, as is my usual process, from a plan lifted from the internet. I lack the time to prototype and if someone's built one already in the world and worked all the bugs out, taken the time to draw up a set of plans and write up a set of detailed instructions - FOR FREE, then I feel obliged, wouldn't you, to use the knowledge thus shared?

Guard rails are next to keep the boy from rolling off.

Another guard rail.

Front guard rail.

and finally, rear guard rail. That's about it. Ready for painting and installing.

Primary colors, red blue and yellow to fit the rest of the room.

This guy? I brought back with me from the world of imagination and presented him to my son as his guard. His name is Daoud, Daoud the Dragon. And he is a gate keeper and cabbie too, of sorts between this world and the one where he's from. Yes, he works for Uber.

Loft beds, vehicles to the world of imagination. This one is ready to go.

Done, and dusted.

MAN CAVE, (sort of..., like..., outside..., in the backyard..., ok, ok a work shed then)

 Once, I dreamed a dream of a place to call "My Man Cave". Twas just that: a dream. More elusive, (some would say selfish), a dream than any before or after it and which frankly I don't think you'll be able to realize, as a man, in this life, on this earth, married or un-, sorry to bluntly say so. An owned Man Cave is still as revered a sanctuary as it was back in the day when we as a race were all called Homosapien and we still were striking two flint rocks together into kindling to start a raging fire. Or, if we felt entitled to instant leadership skills, attempting to have someone do it for us....

Some of us are still trying this method (Phillip Phillips - "Turn My Soul into a Ragin' Fire").

Anyways enough preamble. Let us to the amble! I have been on a quest, like many of you, to create a man cave. Now in saying something as brash and bold as that, it presupposes many things. First, for instance, it presupposes a place that one can call home other than something rented; other than a place the bank still owns 90% of. So that presupposition just cuts a wide swath into my target audience because those who seem to want a man cave the most, those who seem to have the best design ideas and most enthusiasm for man caves,

The Home Brewing Laboratory of Every Beer Drinker's Dreams

are too those that are strapped and trapped by huge depts, unspeakably outrageous rents, or a 25 year mortgage, no where near its end. The come-uppance has not come up yet. And when it will, no one really can guarantee. So what then?

So we as an identifiable social group ought to unite and do sumpim. Cept we canna'. Whay? Cuz we iz strapped and trapped that's whay. We aint got no way, no how to unite, let alone see the end of our dept, the relief of our lease, the "mort of our mortgage. So I suggest trying to change your view on life and just be content with the situation and the day at hand, as it is, rather than as you would like it to be - believe me it makes for a happier day!

Do alternative things. Like, instead of dreaming about the ultimate man cave and then becoming frustrated in your inability to bring that dream to fruition, start with something smaller: a work shed for example. It's doable and it is a man cave of sorts right? Hey come on guys, I'm trying my best here!
But seriously, a work shed helps to take away the pangs of unfulfilled man cave grandiosity.

And you find that it actually is viable when you scrounge the materials from those that have been used in realizing some architect's dream somewhere in Iconica and RE-PURPOSE the heck out of them. 

A base is always needed this one is 6 by 4 feet, hardly  enough but given the nature of the build, as in, the use of repurposed material, sometimes 6 by 4 is all you're realistically gonna get. So you work with it.
One by ones frame in the walls leaving a shoulder width gap in front for the eventual door plus leaving room for the door frame remember!

Once again the structure is what gives you motivation to keep going on it. Once you have structure, the filling in detail bits are not necissarily easier but certainly feel that way, more fun, like. (kinda the same with writing eh?) Those of you who know about writing processes may well smile here....

Roof line. Mmm. Always tricky and not just for me. Why tricky? Well because you have start considering angles and when the angles don't mach up you get gaps and then you get truss collapses and things of that calamitous nature, perhaps now during the build, perhaps later during the assembly on site. Always calamitous potential looms when having to consider critical roof line angles.

So the easiest thing to do is avoid the angular agony. Just put a fifteen degree single back-sloping shed roof on the thing. Yes, you'll stil have to build trusses but it's harder to screw up a fifteen degree single back-sloping shed roof-line than it is to screw up a center-peaked design of any degree.

The three quarter inch ply panels were used because, um, because they were already there. And this is one of the secrets when re-purposing - make the project fit the available materials not the other way around, ok?

The benefit of doing so is that you get, in this instance of re-purposing, is a fantastically rigid sandwich wall of three quarter ply outside coupled with one by one frame and 1/2 inch ply inside paneling. Perfect.

So now the door. In some ways simple, in other ways the most complex process of the project, depending on how calm you can keep....

Making it fit is key. Making it swing right is key. Finding a good heavy duty set of hinges is key (re-purposed also, yes).

After fiddling around for a good morning or so finally the thing is built and not so heavy that it sags the minute you open it. Au contraire mon frere. It don't sag a whit! It does what it is supposed to do - (and we might even be tempted to comment: "just like Megan Trainor's shaking of her '....ah ain't no size two...' various body parts"). Don't be offended, don't be offended, don't be offended.

The thing is held together by drywall screws see and so it is made to be disassembled and transported if the need should arise. I found paint that matched the exterior of our house by some miracle of Allah's Prophet (PEACE BE UPON HIM.....). Cringed pause, no AK's? Phew! proceed. And it was called, get this: "Peanut Butter, Exterior". Matches exactly, I still stare in wonder and shake my head.

So then, work shed is achieved. If you have a look inside you will notice the work bench (also built by me in a previous session to keep my skills up, ahem.

More views of the built in work bench and also may notice a white stool poking its (possessive, no apostrophe!), white leg out at you.

So. In the end, you see, a work shed placed outside in the garden isn't so bad, in the scheme of things, in lieu of the dream't of Man Cave. And now you have a place where you can one, place all your tools in one place finally, stead o' scattered throughout the house in nooks cranny's, drawers, and hideaways that you don't have time to search every time a new honey do job is plonked up on ye, and two a place to sit and dream in detail now of the serious man cave you are gonna execute once you: one, Win The Lottery, two, Own that 3/4 mil place in Vancouver BC, three, actually have time to yourself to execute the serious man cave dream, bruv.

Peace out! As the hipsters might well say these days.

Friday, January 16, 2015

Rob's Rocker

The year is 2015, the month: January. There is a new project on which I have embarked in this new year with the hopes that it will bring some level of success beyond the yearly scraping by that we tend to fall headlong into when laden with unbearable bank dept - at levels above the 50% of your salary - many of you, I'm sure, will understand and feel the angst of what I am trying to say here.

 In any case, several weeks back I decided to take on a laminated plywood project. And of course while doing so I decided that it was only going to be "worth it" if I delved in and took on the most complicated project the wood working world has to offer - that of building a rocking chair. Yes folks I have taken on the challenge of sculpting me a laminated plywood rocking chair. Welcome to the project, enjoy.

It all started with a futile search thru this city. I was trying to find a quality rocking chair in Dubai. I could not. So then I began asking the question: "Why can I not make my own rocking chair?" It is as it turns out a very foolish question to ask one self because the answer is formed as a result of vanity, pride and the DIY folly of the male of the species.

All that aside, I then found a template that fit what I was trying to achieve and scaled it up to one square equals one inch size.... You know what I mean, I am sure.

And the result was something pretty intriguing and inspiring even at this stage. I was all in, as they like to say over and over again at ADDIDAS. Ever since I was little, I have built things. Mostly model airplanes and mostly out of balsa wood. So if you start talking about cyano acrolyte glue joints and accelerants, and laser die cut parts and plastic molded canopies, I'll surely as not, smile, wrinkle me nose a bit, in a tribute to the foggy wiff that comes off a cyano-acrolyted joint that's just been hit with a spray of accelerant, and join heartily in conversation with you. 

The lamination of three quarter inch or, as they call it over here, eighteen mil ply is in essence just another glue joint. Only  now there are aliphatic resins to consider and max open working times and min clamping times. As for laser die cut parts, HA! Good luck because now you have to do the cutting with a jigsaw and a steady hand and a focused eye. Sixty percent of this project is used up for cutting out the parts that you have to laminate together.


Eventually, the dang blasted cutting out of all the pieces is over with leaving you with a pile of individual parts and you say to yourself: "now the real work begins", that is lamination and assembly of all those bits you cut out.

And so thus begins the real work. The first bits are the rocker frames which basically support the whole rocking chair and keep every thing straight and true in the end.


By the way, when I was building model planes, I used cloths pins mostly for clamping pieces of the balsa plane together. Here with the rocking chair and lamination, the secret is to have as many clamps as possible and they should have good clamping force and capacity. Still, the concept is the same. You are keeping the pieces in line and held tightly to each other while you wait for the glue to set. That is what makes a joint good - how well it has been lined up and clamped.

So now that the frames were done the next step was to see how the rocker bucket fit in ref to the frames. What needs to happen is balance. The rocker has a center of balance and depending on how you angle the bucket and how far you would want to shift it fore and aft determines where the centre of balance will end up and consequently how "right" the rocking of the chair will feel when the chair is built. So it is pretty important to get the angle right and the location fore and aft also.

In between the rocker frame and the bucket both left and right sides there are transition layers, four of them so when  you get all these lined up how they are supposed to be then you drill holes through all the layers which will guide you where to drill locating holes for locating pins in the final assembly of rocker frames to the bucket.

But first you have to build the bucket. This involves straight layup and gluing of 12 layers and then on each side of the twelve layers goes another five layers but each of those five is raised and brought forward by one eighth of an inch so as to form a bucket seat! Ya I know, it is amazing isn't it! Then the two transition pieces get glued on the outside of the bucket.

what's pretty impressive is the sight of the frames and bucket the first time you fit them together.

It is at this point you finally begin to see that the journey you have embarked apon may well end in victory.... Then you  sober up again and realize that there shall be a lot of clamping in your near future as you contemplate final assembly of frames to bucket.

This too shall pass, the clamping part I mean. And when it does, you take a bunch of pictures to send home to family because like any good man, you too have just MADE something! Something with thine own hands. Something useful. Something tangible. 

At this point again you say to yourself: "now the real work begins", that is, the sanding, the shaping, the sculpting. This is where you let your beast loose, this is where all that manly creativity will manifest itself. You will shape and sculp like none other than Michelangelo when he looked at the big chunk of marble that was to become his monumental "David" and began to chip, chip, chip away. But whereas Michelangelo had his chisels and mallet, you on the other hand have your 36 grit disk on an 11000 rpm grinder set up as a sander, ooh ya.

So you spend time. You shape and you sand til you're coughing up sawdust paste as phlem, and... you end up with something like this. 

Now hold on! It ain't near finished yet. But one could certainly be persuaded to agree that it is coming along just fine, thanks. I will keep you updated on the progress of this guy as we get nearer still to the finishing line. Peace out! As the hipsters may well say these days.

Jan 21 2015,

And now, after five coats of MinWax brushed clear lacquer over a coat of lacquer sandable sealant, and a bit of polishing in between, I think I can safely call it finished. Yeah!