Webb Hardware

Right smack bang in the middle of Tempelogue is Webbs, I’ve walked past it a thousand times without going in… until last spring when we were doing a revamp of my grandmothers garden. There we were, 14 doo-​gooders without a clue realising at about 4.30 on a sat afternoon that not only did we have no clue what we were doing, we didn’t have the tools to do it with… you know, whatever it is…
A plan is formulated, it involves rope, cutty thingys and 14 headless chickens… we had the chickens but where to find an open shop to get the cutty thingys.
Q storms off, hero to the rescue type of thing (in a Nissan Micra… red in case you were wondering) and ends up in Webbs — just as they are closing. The guys see a short, fat, balding guy speaking gibberish at them … they sell me the sharp implements anyway and give a few words of advice (well worth listening as it turns out!)
A small shop with a lot of stuff and friendly, patient, staff.
tremendous