Monday, October 05, 2009

Some Things Never Change

I recently found this old photograph of my Uncle carrying me out of one of his 'Hump and Dump' house clearance skips. I was about 8 and loved rummaging through the new arrivals of 'junk'. Amazed at what people threw away, I wished I could take it with me and give it a new home. On one occasion I managed to pursuade my parents to let me 'rescue' a bucket of old spoons so that I could make a wind chime. A ball of string, a roll of selotape and a bucket of PVA later you can imagine the resulting product wasn't exactly a symphony for the ears. To this day I still can't figure out how the string became so tangled!...

and I still can't walk past a skip without having a sneaky peak at its contents.

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