Don't Get Your Panties in a Twist

In my ever vigilante quest to bring you the unique in chandeliers I offer you this:

My niece, Eithne,  in Ireland found this unique chandelier via this site. It is really an art installation, but very cool.  

John and I spent the day trying to fulfill our supply list for Keith Lo Bue's workshop coming up in  two weeks here. John found a scrap metal place not too far a drive from us. I am pretty much a girlie-girl.  I don't like to get too dirty, I hate spiders and try to avoid creepy places.  The scrap metal building was filled with guy stuff.  Barrels and bins were filled with motor parts, huge sections of old machinery, shreds of metal, wire bundles and other dirty, sharp, creepy stuff.  John was in scavenger heaven. I swear I heard him actually say "Arggghhh".  John started pulling out brass scraps and copper tubes and brass goodies and metal thingies until the pile was pretty big.  They charge by the pound and the pile was much heavier and much more expensive than I thought it should be, but then I am just a girl.  John thought it was a bargain.  He piled it in the trunk and the back seat.  Thank goodness we had a supply of wet-naps to clean out hands.  As antiquers we never are without hand cleaners. We hadn't traveled more than a mile or two before we were overcome with the oily smells. We stopped and John made room in the trunk for everything. Aside from the dirt, it was interesting to talk to the guys working at the scrap place.  They buy all scrap and resell it to small manufacturers who make the scrap into something else. Great recycling.  Great education.  Great adventure.

Comments

[EyeStamp]

There are so many bad comments that I'm keeping to myself right now. Just so you know.

In some weird way, this is rather inspirational!

[Greta]

Oh what fun Ginny, how I would love to go junking with you and John!