Watching our fencer, I sensed the experience he had. His work was well planned, organised, and carried out with passion. This was a man who not only knew how to build fence but who loved to build the fences. When he would come out after a hard day's work, covered with black dust, he would only say"Really good weather for it" with a long smile. Unfortunately he can't find an apprentice to pass his wonderful experience. "Nobody want to work," he says sadly:"The dignity of honest work is lost."