Are we there yet? Are we there yet?
I've looked at clouds from both sides now....
Today we had a street sale. I got out a box of old stuff and sorted it on the front steps, but no customers came by. It interested me to finally let go of some stuff I have been keeping for years. Toys from the children's baby years, gifts that I was not caring enough to keep out in the open, lots of wires and connectors, old headsets, extension chords, whole sets of fine colored pens and a fancy protractor I only used once. I also read old things I had written, (golly, I was sometimes so crazy), and looked at old photos. Over the years I have kept every passport I ever had and I still can't throw those away. I found an unopened bottle of expensive single malt scotch and my old tenor recorder, still in its cardboard box, which had collapsed with age, around it. I still vividly remember the shop in Soho, where I bought it for the then fantastic sum of eighteen pounds. Of course, it still has a wonderful tone, although my skill with it never caught up with its potential.
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I stopped by a "garage sale" as we call them down here. I found a wonderful Greek brass pepper grinder, never used, still in the box. A steal!
"Whats this brass thing, Dev?"
"Don't know, aunt Dorrie gave it to us two Christmasses ago".
"Shall I put it out Dev?"
"Ya, useless thing, probably won't sell".
Well, for eighteen pounds that must be a really fine recorder... Here's what you do -- practice long and hard and take the world by storm with it -- there's room at the top for a really great recorder virtuoso... Go for it!
Old stuff is neat. Have an attic full of it. Need to have a yard sale but then, it is a bunch of great mememtos. I guess I just need a bigger attic.
Oh, had I known, I would have stopped and taken those things off your table. I love those bric-a-brac curiosity objects.
It must have made you really nostalgic - seeing all those things from your past
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