The Sporks Of EmfCamp


Once, Dominic made a spork. Then he lost it, and because we were both going to EmfCamp I took the tools along so he could make another.

I was expecting that he'd make one, I'd put the tools away, and that would be the end of the matter. But while he was doing it, everyone who happened by said 'what are you doing?' and then 'can I have a go?'. It would have been churlish to refuse, obviously.

With only one of each tool, there was a bit of a queue for access to the file and the ball-stake, but it all worked in the end in a very emfcamp sort of a way.

Soon enough, I was out of metal, and there were many sporks:

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