Ever wondered what goes on when the proprietor of secondhand record shop at the butt end of the world chucks in the towel and goes back to having a life??
…. 20 crates (count ’em) of the record accumulation I’m currently processing will drop on the 4th of July, 2021, at Restore, 7 Gordon Street, Dunedin Central…
…here’s a random crate…
…ah, crap….let me try that again….
….the stack of 70 crates featured in last week’s post now sits at 72 with more to come from inside the house….
…we’ll be adding more crates to Restore’s stock every week for some time to come…
….came with this bright idea for containing my paints aaaages ago….and have been using a cardboard mock-up of what I had in mind since then….
….finally got it made when a looming project required an up tick in how many colours I need at my finger tips….
…the paint brush hole was a late add in, necessitated by the fact that I’d no longer have space for a paint brush pot on the edge of my work space after adding the new improved paint box….
…(yes I’m still stalling for time on the big secret project)….
…(and may continue to do so for an unspecified length of “awhile”)…
…I first “met” this particularly wonderful example of 70s plastic and “gold” plated light fitting when I had the record shop at Chicks Hotel in Port Chalmers…
…I needed to own them…
…but they were attached to the pub…
…I’d drive by and ogle the only other example I knew of when ever I could….it’s a commercial double sized version that hangs in a glassed in stairwell on the side of a warehouse in the South Dunedin industrial area…just down from my favourite DIY materials haunt….
….then…
…having driven past a second hand shop sign outside Ranfurly on numerous occasions and thought “how sad that it had ceased operations on the main street”, I drove thru Ranfurly in the other direction only to discover that I’d been completely missing the other sign that indicated that said shop had moved to the outskirts town….(duh)…..
…The Curiosity Shoppe is now located in a delightfully spacious tin shed next to a converted railways workshop, where the proprietor resides….having met a kindred spirit in said proprietor and during the ensuing tour of the premises, right at the back of said railways workshop, we came upon two large cardboard boxes containing….oh be still my beating heart….not one, not two, but five of the coveted light fittings all separated in to halves and covered in dust….
….bargaining….
…bargaining between second dealer-collectors….
….I bought two….
…and promised photos when I’d got them installed…
…that was months ago, sorry Ali’, but now they’re up….
This summer “just” gone….on a long ramble down the Taieri River we…myself and intrepid, inflatable boat enthusiast, Dee…. discovered bees, hundreds of them, poking about on a sand bar at the waters edge….
… coming and going to a couple of spots…like someone had performed a waggle dance back at the hive and reported that the river was running with honey….
…took us a while to figure it out…obvious really….
….this is where bees go to drink….
….went back a few months later to confirm….
….yep…this IS where bees go to drink….
…and what happens if you get too close?….
…you forget which way up you’re holding you’re camera….
(…oh, and this is a only a mile or two down river from where that tractor driver discovered the moa footprints….(google “moa footprints”)…..)
Bored with a record shop. 