Finally, The Micro Motor arrived not that the little

weak-assed-orange-battery-drill couldn’t do the

job, well it couldn’t, but that's not the point. It was

a step into professionalism, to taking myself

seriously, to feeling the part. It is a pendant drill,

I wanted the Balkan Venus but Mickey swears

I’d regret it if I didn’t go for the Fordom SR pro

with the quick release kit, so, I got that. I screwed

a white-enamel shelf bracket into the wall to hold

it (I had some left over from the extension that I’d

picked up from the bargain bucket at Jewson’s

three years back) which was awkward because

it’s plasterboard so I had to find the beam and my

beam scanner is crap, should have got the Makita,

Mickey’s had one for years and he swears by them

so anyway, I guessed, and that always means loads

of regularly spaced holes in a little line that look like

a, very industrious termite has been burrowing for a

home(ha) I did try screwing it to the ceiling cause I

can see where the joist is by the paint cracking cause

of me walking on it when I was fixing the roof earlier this

year, but that turned out to be too high for the table,

then I considered lifting the table, but I just finished

that, its split levelled and bolted to the floor so that

seems stupid, it’s heavy, the motor, so when you

squeeze the foot pedal, however gently, it jolts and

rotates, something to do with momentum or

centrifugal force, I’ll have to ask Mickey, but it

doesn't really matter, it's not the point, it came with

an ash block with a hundred holes in it for the accessories

I’d bought; the diamond drills and busch burrs and

stone router bits and sanding discs and pendant

wheels and frosting brushes and polishing pads

and finishers, oh! and a few spare mandrels. Its brilliant.