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Clocks Finished

Each clock is a joint project. Each clock is a reinforcement of personal skill in dexterity, patience, and communication. We are delighted by ourselves and with ourselves!
Our plan is to put these on sale at a local hardware shop.
It is fair to say that all of us had fun: clients, carers and volunteers.

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