Sunday, October 5, 2014

Spring cleaning: The hard-rubbish edition

It's hard rubbish collection time again and our neighbourhood is strewn with all kinds of stuff. Our stuff is adorning the nature strip, a strange collection of stuff unwanted or outlived. Quite a lot of what's out there was still perfectly functional and put out in the hopes of it finding a new owner (and helping us avoid a guilt trip to the tip or the nearest furniture-accepting charity shop). Of course, it's entirely illegal to curb crawl for hard rubbish as our local council is keen to tell us in our reminder notices. But I still hope it's hauled away by the folks wandering past from the train station or the those who like to drive the streets looking for something 'special' (or just come upon them by chance - loved this DIY, Sonia).

What we stuck out:

  • A heavy, metal desk that I've bruised my hip on and Dear Boy's clonked his head underneath over and over, a relic from the home of my teenage years (I think) and quite possibly a relic before that from some school principal's office. Super stuck to its side are a set of rare earth magnets from old hard drives, relics of Lovely Husband being Lovely Husband.
  • Scads of styrofoam that we've taped together in bundles so it doesn't blow down the street and disintegrate. We seemed to have accumulated a metric crap tonne of it from our recent replacements of fridge and washing machine. 
  • An exercise bike that was never really ridden because the pedal mechanism offered no resistance whatsoever. 
  • A small portable cooler that never cooled - a snap buy in our long-running quest to cool our old brick place, which turns into a kiln after two days of sustained heat. It moved the air around a bit but wasn't even good enough at that to warrant swapping it for our pedestal fans.
The heavy metal desk sits there still, with the styrofoam packed in underneath it; I watched the exercise being loaded onto the back of a half-full truck this afternoon; and discovered just hours after we'd put everything out that the professional scavengers had ravaged the cooler, slicing the cord from the perfectly serviceable machine for its copper.

I wonder about those people, how long it takes them to strip the insulation from all these cords (about 2-5 minutes depending on how good you are - yeah, I googled that) and just how much it earns them (anywhere from $1-6 a kilo in Australia), how it could possibly be worth the effort (yeah, still don't know the answer to that one).

What did you put out in your last hard rubbish collection? Have you ever scored something awesome from the roadside?

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