Just a quick one.
I have to share with you my latest acquisition. When shopping in Geelong (which is the closest big town to my seaside location) I spied a large skip (dumpster) on the side of the road. If you have read any of my previous posts you will know that I am no stranger to retrieving things from skips – this day was no exception!
Naturally there needs to be something worth rummaging for in the skip, I don’t just fossick without intent. Although it would be foolish to rule out intent-less fossicking completely – one day.
This skip had the remains of a shop fit-out in it (another victim of the retail slump), and sitting on top of all the wood, plasterboard and other debris were all the letters from the shop sign – BINGO!
Every day I am reminded of the disposable lifestyle we live – constantly chucking out packaging (glass, plastic and metal). So many of the things we put in the rubbish bin could be used for other purposes in our house – so I started collecting them.
For some reason it seems a lot worse with a baby… formula tins that seem to multiply, washing detergent packaging, empty wine bottles (they seem to mysteriously appear after all the washing and feeding is done for the day!!).
Combine my frustration with the amount of garbage our house produces, with some rather nifty upcycling inspiration I gained from Pinterest… ****abracadabra **** and this is what you get:
As you well know I have been known to stumble across a lot of (what many would refer to as ‘junk’) items for my up-cycling projects from the footpath.
I stooped to a new low for this one. They were found in the skip at our block, where the builders toss all their house building remnants (that sounds a lot better then rubbish – doesn’t it!). Actually, if the truth be known, I personally didn’t rummage around in the skip to find these – my mother-in-law did! What hope has our little Heidi got with the foraging genes on both sides of the family!!!
We were showing the progress of the house to my husband’s parents one weekend, when I hear a muffled voice from a head diving into the skip “Hey Bernice, look at these… you could make them into little stools for Heidi”. I didn’t even need time to think about it. They were in the boot of the car as my (very understanding and often perplexed) husband lets out another sigh!