Rachel's Cradle
                  by Brian Anderson
                Rachel, our little girl arrived a couple of weeks 
                  early, on June 7. She is healthy and happy. (Although her mother 
                  is out shopping right now and Rachel is strongly and loudly 
                  of the opinion that she should be eating instead of posing for 
                  pictures and supervising the writing of this story. One might 
                  even call it a mutiny, emotions are currently running so high.).
                 I had built a cradle boat at the in-laws’ 
                  place in France in the spring. Back at home in Cologne, Germany, 
                  we found a store with a good foam that was certified not to 
                  release any chemicals in the air or through skin contact and 
                  had it cut into a mattress from a pattern I cut out. The only 
                  hold-up was something to put it on. Valerie rejected the idea 
                  of davits, so I settled on a simple stand. 
                I was reluctant to turn the living room into a 
                  woodshop yet again though, and while I was dithering, Rachel 
                  came two weeks early, and it was too late to build anything 
                  in the flat. For the first month, I used some fairly grotty 
                  old saw horses I had lying around. But these were frowned upon 
                  by the mother in law when she turned up a couple of weeks back. 
                  Luckily I have been helping some friends to build a loft-style 
                  apartment inside an old printing shop, and one day I dragged 
                  the tools and some wood over and put together a base for the 
                  boat bed that I ended up being pleased with.
                
                  Rachel Helene Anderson in bed with her 
                  friends the dolphin, the duck, and the lion. 
                The only slight hitch was the diagonal brace. 
                  When I got the whole thing together, it turned out to be a little 
                  wobbly. I considered plywood gussets between the legs and the 
                  pine pieces in front and back, but I didn’t think they’d 
                  look that good, I wanted to finish in one day, it was too late 
                  to go out and buy some plywood, and so I made use of a couple 
                  of scraps and put in the brace which stiffened things up nicely 
                  without looking too out of place, I think.
                The legs and the cross pieces that hold the boat 
                  up are in beech wood. The stuff is really expensive here as 
                  finished wood, but snooping around a DIY store here, I noticed 
                  some beech sawhorses for sale for about $5. If you just bought 
                  the wood it would be more like $20 for each horse, and so the 
                  legs are each one half of a sawhorse, only pegged and glued 
                  together instead of bolted. The pieces across the front and 
                  back and the diagonal brace are in pine, and the shelf at the 
                  bottom is commercially scarfed-and-glued spruce. The whole project 
                  (boat and stand) probably ran about $125, mostly because the 
                  plywood here is essentially marine plywood, good, even laminations, 
                  mostly waterproof glues and no voids that I have ever found, 
                  and it costs about the same.
                
                I figure that once she has grown too big for the 
                  bed, I can buy a big piece of plywood or a another big plank 
                  glued up out of beech and make the stand into the base for a 
                  desk or a table and the bed will become a toy box or perhaps 
                  a wagon.
                Cheers
                Brian Anderson