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July 6, 2020, 6:07 pm

It's been a while since I made any LEGO office equipment. I had to fix that. I found my desk getting cluttered with a few bits I always had hanging round:
  • Pens and pencils
  • Headphones
  • Short USB cables (for charging my phone etc)
  • Couple of small backup drives
  • USB memory sticks
  • USB adapters
  • Capo (I play a bit of guitar)
  • Plectrums. Should that be plectra?
All necessary, all needed at my fingertips, but messy to leave lying around. So I built a desk tidy. My LEGO desk tidy It's got a place for everything, and everything in its place. Somewhere to put my plectrums/plectra. Plectrum holder in my LEGO desk tidy A pot on top for USB memory sticks and adapters, and any other small knick-knacks. Small box of bits in my LEGO desk tidy Cable hooks on each side. I decided against a more complicated system to store cables as ... well, it's not needed. Cable hooks on my LEGO desk tidy Round the back is a bracket for my capo. There are actually two brackets, not that I have two capo (capi?) but I needed the unit to be symmetrical. Capo bracket on my LEGO desk tidy And there are two caddies for storing the backup drives. I've also got an eraser in there, too. Backup drive storage in my LEGO desk tidy This was a fun little project to build! But I need to stop, as my wife is starting to think I'm strange. Or rather, stranger than she already thought I was.