Sunday, October 08, 2006

Antique

They are pulling down the pram sheds in our flats, and chucking out a hundred years' worth of junk. I saw this outside and had to bring it in. It weighs a ton.

L was not happy, pointing out, no doubt quite fairly, that probably 'rats had pissed on it.' But I couldn't leave it to rust away in the rain. I don't know what to do with it, maybe will just take some pictures of it and then abandon it heartlessly on the streets again.
















7 comments:

BiB said...

Yes, mother it nicely for a while, then sling the bastard back out. You'll probably do your back in. Alternatively, restore it to full working order and write your first novel on it. Or sell it for gazillions on e-bay to some nutter with too much cash. (OK, out of ideas.)

Anxious said...

Wow!
I love junk - I probably would have rescued it as well...

corin said...

Working in fringe theatre a lot, I'm always very pleased about the amount of assorted crap you can find on the streets of London. Makes things a lot cheaper. More fly-tipping, I say!

Gordon said...

Looks like the beginning of a "project" to me... a few weeks of diligent scrubbing and caressing and then... you'll get bored and it'll end up becoming a 'quirky' item to discuss at dinner parties.

Or not.

Billy said...

Why not do it up and take a series of photos of you reconstructing great typewriter moments from film?

I can only think of 2: the Naked Lunch and the Shining.

Adrian said...

Many Jessica Fletcher in Murder She Wrote moments are surely worthy of re-enactment.

Annie said...

BiB - good idea, I'll get cracking.
Right:
It was a dark and stormy night...

Good good Anxious, glad it's not just me with the junk fetish.

Corin, when I lived in Spain people used to throw stuff out all the time on the streets by the bins - so we gained an unsavoury habit of cruising the bins to see if there was any good furniture...

Gordon - I wish I was more mechanically-minded. I'm good at paying someone to fix things ;-)

Billy, you mean,
AllworkandnoplaymakesAnnieadullgirl...

Adrian, aah, Jessica Fletcher, a true heroine and icon of our times.

In case anyone really cares... I decided to do a fly-tipping hit and run on the squatted art gallery/library place next door. They're starving artists, they can make an installation with it. Or flog it on eBay to buy food.