A portrait in swarf: a tribute to Brian, his life, his industry, and to the lives of each and every one of Sheffield’s grinders, past and present.

  An evocation of a Spirit of Industry, a ‘spitting’ image, characterised by flesh most friable.

  Inherited skills, cultured by the sensations of a gazillion revolutions: the Repository lives, and continues to work.... for the moment.

  Cast in residuum, once plentiful and unremarkable, now scarce and peculiar. It’s what’s left after grinding, like the extraordinary skills of man and material, each standing for the other and synonymous in peril.