Do you remember this old music hall melody?
"Any old iron? Any old iron?
Any, any, any old iron?
You look neat. Talk about a treat!
You look so dapper from your napper to your feet,
Dressed in style, brand-new tile,
And your father's old green tie on,
But I wouldn't give you tuppence for your old watch and chain,
Old iron, old iron."
I am reminded of this today because it's the annual Brisbane City Council kerbside clean-up for our (leafy, western) suburb this week. Early on my daughter put out an old TV that's she's been carting around in the back of her car for about 3 months and I put out a push (hand) mower. We went out this arvo for a couple of hours and when we got back, someone's taken (ie unbolted) the handles off the mower but the rest of it is still there. Amazing - well, to my mind at least.
We've subsequently added to the pile with some old cabinetry, a couple of chairs, a computer printer, some metal offcuts, an outdoors table and an upright freezer. We should run a book on what goes to scavengers and what the council takes, including whether they actually take the freezer.
Update day 1: Someone took the freeezer! If I'd had money on, I would have lost. We are now officially below the stipulated 2cbm mark. We'll need to find some extra stuff to put out. Chris, the neighbours have plenty of metal stuff too.