CJ and I went exploring in “Grandpa’s Shed” in the small town of Fitzroy Falls (yes, the one with the waterfall).
They’re really serious about their stuff. And there’s a lot of it.
Because having thirty rusty saws isn’t suspicious at all.
Remember those things?
Tins. Who doesn’t feel strangely compelled to buy dozens of tins? Tins are cool.
I have a feeling I should recognise the typing machine above.
And. . . a pulpit. I confess a part of me so wants to buy it. And the typing machine. And at least six tins. And the piano thingy.
But never, never the safari hats.
Here’s today’s Flickr.com picture: