Look what some bastard,  (nothing personal,  Pete), has put in about me in  something called Friends Reunited (no, I am not a member of it - with good reason):-

1967 - Travelling Guinea Pig Cage 
Now this will mean nothing to those of you who didn't know him but a lad called Alan Clayson was a friend of mine. He was, er, impractical I think is fair but of course in woodwork we had to make something. I think the teacher was called Tom Pascoe but maybe someone can put me straight on that, I'm not good at names.

Anyway, we all had our projects and we were working away at them as well as our (limited) abilities allowed. However Alan decided to make a Travelling Guinea Pig Cage, seriously bad move! It was to this day the most appallingly designed piece of, whatever, I have ever seen (Alan, if you read this I know you will agree!) it was made of mismatched, misshapen pieces of wood held together with mainly broken drill bits. It took 3 of us to lift it off the bench and as we did it fell apart! OK, it sounds silly now but then I nearly wet myself. The teacher (Pascoe?) just looked at this appalling mess and quietly said: 

"Boy, trees had to grow for 50 years so you could do this"