Council Clean ups, hard rubbish day, whatever you like to call them. I always loved it when the unwanted treasures went out on the street. I used to bring home all sorts of stuff and my father would go crook on me for filling up his garage with this so called “rubbish”. Still to this day I slow down around rubbish piles. Four days ago I picked up some great solid timber shelves for the garage. I’m using them for the car wash gear. The coffee table in our TV room, I found on the side of the road, as a work bench. I cleaned it up, cut the legs down, sanded it and gave it a lick of varnish. That was 25 years ago and it’s still a ripper.
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