Republic of Moreland

February 14, 2008

Trash and treasure

Filed under: Brunswick,Coburg,environment — Faithh @ 1:44 pm

Yippeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Here in the southern states of the Greater Republic of Moreland (Brunswick, that is….) the annual hard waste collections are about to start. I’m just as excited as those who engage in Boxing-Day-stampedes and am busy clearing space in the shed, down the side of the house, on the roof and under the house while my husband is threatening to host a support group for men-whose-wives-trawl-the-streets-and-laneways-and-drag-home-junk.

Mind you it’s not all mindless consumption; I am planning to get rid of a few things. Last year we watched bemused as one of our neighbours scoured our castoffs and triumphantly bore away a rotting compost bin. On the other hand it’s the discarded, and gorgeously rusted, corrugated iron from their back verandah that now adorns the front of our home-office. As they say, one man’s junk is another man’s treasure. Maybe even more so when that man is a woman.

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4 Comments »

  1. Onya, Faith. I wonder when hard rubbish day will hit the Even Greater Republic of Moreland — Coburg?

    I reckon the further north you go, the more exciting the junk is, because here in the north we’re populated with fewer yuppies and more old geezers…

    Comment by Girl on The Avenue — February 14, 2008 @ 1:48 pm | Reply

  2. The Moreland council website says the collection goes on for 5 weeks from the 18th February so that gives you a time frame around which to plan and scheme. Cancel your social life or rather; re-locate it to the footpaths and nature strips of Moreland! Strategy and a few early mornings will also be required to outwit the professionals and all those canny old geezers whose home extensions and grape trellises are constructed from abandoned Hills Hoists of hard-waste-collections past.

    Comment by faith — February 14, 2008 @ 2:08 pm | Reply

  3. I had this – let’s just call it a thing – that i rescued from hard waste collection in the previous suburb that i lived in about twenty years ago.

    I brought it with us to gully.

    It sat in the shed for twenty years, as i had plans for it.

    Eventually, i had to let it go. I had to face up to the fact that my dreams for it were never to be realised.

    So i put it out for hard waste collection.

    Within seconds, a passing car pulled over and someone jumped out and grabbed it.

    So now it’s sitting in their shed.

    Comment by gullybogan — February 14, 2008 @ 4:21 pm | Reply

  4. That’s poetry, bogan.

    Comment by Girl on The Avenue — February 14, 2008 @ 4:33 pm | Reply


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