If I had a hammer...
A few years ago I was helping a friend break up an awful concrete patio that covered the entire back garden of the house he had bought.

After several hours of shifting huge blocks of concrete that the previous residents had inexplicably buried in the garden we found a ragged old plastic bag containing a large, albeit rusty and corroded hammer.

Not sure about anyone else, but I can only think of one reason why I would bury a hammer and then build a patio over it…

Whilst we were discussing what to do, as the majority of us were in favour of at least informing the police and handing it in (if only to ease our consciences and if the worse was to happen at least establish our innocence of any hammer murders), my friend’s father said “Oh no, you don’t want to do that. That’s a good hammer that is…”
(Fat Edgar, Fri 7 Nov 2008, 12:33, 4 replies)

Was I on my own
when I got this was going to refer to the Jordashes from Brookside?
(Fuckarma was masturbating into your handbag, Fri 7 Nov 2008, 12:34, closed)

I thought that.
Or maybe pioneering patio-man Fred West.
(ice9, Fri 7 Nov 2008, 16:41, closed)

not fiction i'm afraid...
nope true story... there apperars to be a lot of it about. happened in Leeds, but don't think the place was ever owned by Peter Sutcliffe. not that the sellers would have mentioned it if it was...
(Fat Edgar, Mon 10 Nov 2008, 10:32, closed)

the yorkshire ripper...
...threw one of his murder weapon hammers over the wall of a factory.

Where the night watch guy found it, and happily used it for the next few years.
(inflateable, Fri 7 Nov 2008, 19:48, closed)