Sep 21, 2009
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It pays to look under your mum's house. Not only because you've secretly stored things there that won't fit in your own flat / house / teepee. Of course, you'll have to brave the thought of spiders and rats as you crawl under the ducted heating anacondas, but if you do, you may discover a charming rusty Marx truck like this one! Then you can put it on the shelf to remind yourself how brave you were as a teenager.
Every day is hard rubbish day on my flat lined street. This is mostly ugly but sometimes rewarding. I recently noticed a plastic bag on the nature strip, bulging with promise. Inside I found a bunch of obsolete phone chargers, a pair of scissors and this.....
What is this mystery object? Turns out it is an old acoustic guitar pick-up. Yes, it fits, it works, and now I can grunge-ify any ol’ folk song I choose. Or I can just amplify the dulcet tones of my parlour size guitar. I’m afraid I’m halfway to being that busker that mystifies you on the way home from work.