Some years ago, I pushed planning to its limits and built a massive workshop and office on the side of my house for my business.
It wasn’t a cheap venture, but it allowed me to move my business out of Bristol to my house on the edge of a small rural village. I used to work in television, print and photography and this financed the build. After a few years, things changed (I won’t bore you with why/how). I sold all my big work machines and was left with a big workshop space.
What would you do? Yes, I filled it with motorcycles and tools. I found that many people were happy to pay me to fix their old bikes as regular bike shops had little or no knowledge of the old dinosaurs. I was very conscious that I didn’t want to ruin my hobby, as I had with photography, by making it my full-time job, so I decided to only work on bikes that I wanted to play with. I also started Biker’s Toolbox upstairs, with the vain hope that selling tools all day would curb my tool buying addiction. It didn’t.
