These stainless steel backsplashes and plinths are rather easy on the eye and even easier for us to make. (That’s obviously the most important thing, right? )

John’s Kitchen.

Sick of my sister’s incessant whining to finish the kitchen off and owning his own sheet metal shop, John sought inspiration from a stainless steel planter he’d made and applied said inspiration to his plinths.

Butler Sheetmetal does a lot of catering stainless work, and so they know how to clad a kitchen. It’s also quite easy for them to cut backsplashes to size and send them to you in the post.

Stainless Steel Cooker Hob and Backsplash

We’re more than happy to provide you with any help and supply you with a custom quote for any size, shape or area.

If you’re remotely interested or need to pick our brains, just get in touch with us:

Unit 10, Red Scar Works,
Burnley Road,
Colne,
Lancashre, BB8 8ED.
tel: +44 01282 870033
fax: +44 01282 861636
email: sales[at]butlersheetmetal[dot]com

Or you can use our contact page here.

PLEASE NOTE: We can only reply to inquiries directly via phone, fax or email. If you send us your drawings and exact measurements then we’ll be happy to get back to you with a price.

ANOTHER UPDATE: We currently aren’t accepting requests for quotes for single kitchens. Sorry.

Have you ever thought that the only thing missing in your kitchen was a stainless steel griddle that instantaneously freezes your foodstuffs?

Never ruin another dinner party again by over-defrosting your dessert in the microwave. You can always return it to its former glory with the aid of……

The Anti-Griddle

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As it’s Monday morning, I just thought I’d witter on about luxuriating in designer stainless steel baths and mild steel beds.

Now it’s quite easy to see the work in the bath:

This insulated double walled bath is handcrafted with intense attention given to every detail, producing a bath that will stick in the minds of those who gaze upon its splendor. The artistically smooth hand buffed finish is visually arousing.

My thoughts exactly.

However, I reckon this bed is something even Craig could cobble together.

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Far be it from me to burden you with my ailments, but my slight lack of activity this week has been due to me feeling a little dicky. Apparently I’m a bit ’sensitive’ to the antibiotics they gave me to clear up my non-lady lump. And besides, I’m a bloke and, as a bloke, that means I lack any form of sensitivity whatsoever. For the likes of me it’s either a full blown allergic reaction or nothing.

Right, enough of that.

Here’s a lovely little sculpted stainless steel grill. (Or BBQ if you prefer.)

I know I’m hardly at the beginning of cookout season with this one but they are rather nifty, no?.

You can read more about them here and here.

Not too long ago John and myself had to deliver a house-load of tall hexagonal stainless planters to a certain footballer who currently plies his trade in the Premiership. Or, to be more exact, the reserves of a certain Premiership club.

We aren’t ones to drop names into converstions like your average drunk would drop an alka seltzer into a pint glass the morning after the night before. And besides, the vast majority of you won’t have heard of him.

In one of my prevoius incarnations as a furnishings emporium proprietor just over ten years ago, I remember both Stuart Ripley and Graeme Le Saux popping into my establishment one afternoon after training as we were located just round the corner from the Blackburn training ground.

It was round the time of Uncle Jack’s millions and either just before or after they’d won the Premiership.

Some of Jack’s millions well spent – finally.

Anyway, after Stuart Ripley had managed to cause an effect similar to a partial solar eclipse after turning to the right whilst browsing the shop window and I’d stopped mentally singing: ‘If Ripley plays for England, so can I’, we managed to build up a bit of a rapport with Mr. Le Saux and counted him as a bit of a regular. We also had to pop round his gaff once in a while to do certain bits of work.

At the time, Blackburn players were probably some of the best paid in the land and, whilst Mr. Le Saux had a lovely pad in Waddington, it didn’t have the equivalent of a plasma screen in every room, a pool table at the top of the stairs and a grand piano in the foyer.

It’s quite apparent that even second string footballers at second rate clubs are paid infinitely more than those of a not too distant yesteryear. But then again, you knew that anyway.

Oh, and when was the last time you saw a full safety net in place for a trampoline at working class kid’s house?

Well now I’ve managed to completely alienate the footballers’ wives portion of the market, it might be quite nice to see what shape swimming pool Rio Ferdinand has.

[Next week: How Freddie Flintoff shotgunned a planter-load of Lancaster Bomber]

You can view more stainless steel planters over at Tinpot Alley and the Tinpot blog.