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Salvage Yard


Other people's rubbish is made of clues. Like at the shops, when you judge a person by the things that are piled on the counter or (best for spying) rolling down a conveyor belt towards bored check out personnel.
(This natural nosiness once prompted what became known as the Rude Shopping Game. Simply fill your basket with bizarre items; for example, plastic handcuffs, a toy mouse, a tube of squeezy cheese and a bobble hat. The idea being to make the check out more fun, give a dull day a talking point.)
Today's recycling mission is old leaflets, cardboard and a ripped bean bag that the rabbit once soiled. Other people drop garden waste, some bagged up landfill. How dull. Perhaps the bags contain nefarious items?
In the wood skip a garden bench nests in splintered plank ends.
Who throws a bench away?
The garden waste people? Are they outdoor redecorators?
The land fillers? They are smiling and it's horribly cold.


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The Cranky said…
How can one possibly smile whilst it's horribly cold?

I've played that game before...the Great Scot and I filled a shopping trolley with cucumbers, donuts, KY jelly and Depends (adult nappies). The clerk's face was priceless.
22 January 2014 at 02:04
Lisa Southard said…
Good shopping Jacqueline- there was a clerk with a story to take home :-)
And the answer to your first question- villains surely! Or snowmen. It was suspicious!
23 January 2014 at 15:03
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