Who borrowed my dremel?

Fred! I was wondering about you last night. Sorry to hear about your knee and I hope to see you soon.

ha! Yeah, I'll happily do forum knee surgery, £3 per knee, bring your own knees.

And yes, there is secure bike parking.

I'm sure what you have planned is depraved if not of dubious legality
You, Sir, do me a great dis-service.

... That's what i need the dremel for, to cut out my kneecap.

ftfy

BTW, sorry we didn't catch up at the nocturne, Fared. Hope you had fun?

mashton, where did you go? thought you were coming to join us....

It was murtle..

No, wait, it was BDW..

No, it was andyp..

No, I'm sure it was wiganwill..

Why are you not drawing suspicion to Scherrit? Are you trying to hide something?

@fred, heard you were there, couldn't find you

@fred, heard you were there, hid when I saw you

six hour drinking session in the charterhouse

Scherrit would've dremeled his own dremel out of a solid billet of dremel.

mashton, where did you go? thought you were coming to join us....

Yeah, I went to lock up, got distracted by an old friend, ended up bumping into the LFGSS lot, got dragged onto rollers and the rest was history. never really got back round that way. Oh well.

i haz new dremel :)

Can I borrow it?

If you ever get it back can I borrow it?
Get in line William.

I had a dream about a Tool with power last night..........

I found my old dremel!

Sweet. Can I borrow it?

Keep hold of it pal, the old ones seem to outlive the new ones.

The chuck on mine has oxidised, still works fine though

I found my old dremel!

So where was it?

Fred: I don't think there is currently, anywhere in the world, a more compelling or heartrending story than the one you have told in this thread.
In many ways it is as old as time itself: boy buys dremel, boy loses dremel, boy finds dremel again. But in its twists and turns, its curves and switchbacks, the filigree of its emotion, it is a tale that must reach a broader audience.
Many people say that the forum is not what it was. That is has become like a collection of Facebook updates without the sophisticated humour, or a sanctuary for people who find Twitter too highbrow. The truth is that since the 22nd of June 2010 the forum has groveled in the shadow of grief, weighed down by a collective bereavement, joyless in the face of loss. Like many people, when I read that you had bought a new dremel I wished you well, I hoped it would all work out but deep down I knew that a sore was still open, still raw.
The news that you and your first love, your true love, your Rosebud, had been reunited was almost too much. Dreams do come true! And finally, yes, we can go home again.
We should meet, Fred, we should meet and talk about how best to spread the good news. A book, a film, a light opera, a dremel-themed restaurant, the options are endless but one way or another, the world must hear.

Call me.