I had gone to the supplier in Halifax to get some Cherry and Walnut (and maybe some Macassar Ebony?) when this plank of Red Oak yelled out at me. Not wanting to seem unfriendly, I obliged, taking it home. How could it have known that it would meet with such an end?
The Oak is now a lovely bunch of parts for a small end table. I've had this idea running around in my head for some time and that plank was just what I needed to kick the plan into action.
