Friday, May 22, 2015

Other People's Rubbish

I have an article in today's Spectrum about gifts from the street:

Once upon a time I moved to the country. Life was sweet but there was no council-led hard rubbish removal and this made me yearn for the suburban fatlands. In the country, if you wanted to retire your old junk, you had to roll up your sleeves and do a tip-run. The tip was at the end of a lonely road, amid a suitably dystopian landscape. Once you arrived, you paid some money to a nuggety guy and then drove to various points, leaving behind the objects that had become obstructions to your beautiful life.

Read more: http://www.smh.com.au/entertainment/hard-rubbish-luck-stories-the-infinite-joy-of-other-peoples-junk-20150518-gh2t01.html#ixzz3avNXDU5k



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