Long before anyone locked their doors, a small helper called a hob lived quietly behind the walls of every house — fixing what broke while everyone slept, asking for nothing but a bit of warmth.

We've kept the tradition going for two hundred years. But one house a night doesn't scale. So we did the only sensible thing: instead of fixing your things in secret, we started building the tools ourselves — and sending them straight to you.

Everything we sell came out of our workshop. We broke it first, so we'd know exactly how much it can take.