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Gotta love skip-dipping!!
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I'm so desperate to read this thread but am staying strong...I love a bit of skip raiding but will resist any temptation until I'm sorted...got to make room for any findsthe fates lead him who will;him who won't they drag.
Happiness is not having what you want,but wanting what you have.xx
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Originally posted by veggiechicken View PostNo Nicos, I've been "reading" exactly the same thing! That's what made me read this is the first place!!
Worse thing about having a skip is these scrap metal people coming 'round routing through your skip and helping themselves. I'm sure the Skip hire companies tip them off (Excuse the pun ). I once had a few bits of metal in the back yard and heard these people looking through it so ran to the door and told him to put it all back...Regretted it straight away as it could've saved us a trip to the time. Ruddy principles etc haha.Last edited by Mr Dave; 11-02-2012, 10:31 AM.
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he he... I'm feeling very smug today we went to London today to visit friends and while driving down their quite stylish street in Clapham we noticed a loft ladder- a nice wooden one- sitting on the top of a skip. I presume from the building rubble that they are converting the loft. We have been talking about getting one since we moved in, at present DH has to haul himself up through the hatch off a rickety 6ft ladder. So... into the Jazz it went!!
I think I am getting a bit of an obsession with skips.
I know I feel physical pain if I have to drive past a pallet...
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On Friday I was walking up to my allotment, and saw a skip with paving stones where the householders were having a new hard standing area put in. There was no one at home, and with the number of complaints from householders along that road, I wouldn't have dreamed of going to get the car and just helping myself. After I had finished at the plot, I walked back past, and saw to my dismay that the builders were back, and one chap was just finishing breaking the slabs into tiny pieces.
Today I was visiting a friend in the same road, and on my way back, I could see some more paving stones so I knocked and asked , not knowing if the householder might be one of our complainants. I apologised for being so cheeky and asked when their skip was due for collection and could I have the paving. The chap seemed a bit bemused, but said I could if I could get them before they came for it. I waited on tenterhooks until OH returned with the car, and we collected fifteen 45 cm unbroken slabs, and about 10 unbroken bricks.
I think the householder was even more amazed when I knocked the door again and handed over a homemade jar of plum jam, and a jar of chutney .I could not live without a garden, it is my place to unwind and recover, to marvel at the power of all growing things, even weeds!
Now a little Shrinking Violet.
http://potagerplot.blogspot.com/
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