Call it a mid-life crisis. Those near to me have suggested that that’s the case. But I decided I wanted a new tool box. Twenty years in the shop have given the old one a sedimental value. It’s clearly seen better days. Then reality sets in. Unless you’ve been in an Albanian prison for the last few years, you’re aware that inflation has taken its toll on tool prices. The original purchase price of the old box will now buy little more than the rubber drawer liners for the new one. I have already spent hours justifying the need for a new tool box, and have assembled a logical argument for the purchase so water tight that it could be used as a main hatch on a submarine.