Well, there IS "the neck of a goose".

nawwww.. I haven't.


What I suddenly remember is when I was 6 and we were moving, and we were staying in a temporary rental while looking for a house. It was cold, and my mother sat me in a rocking chair, tucked a blanket around me and made me a cup of hot cocoa. I was sublimely happy.

These days, real satisfaction comes when I do a woodturning which comes out 'just right'...often meaning a fitted lid with exactly the right friction to be easy to remove, yet can be lifted by the lid safely. The tolerances are SO very close. Maybe one in 4-5 works like that.