Hidden Treasure
My landlord had some builders in to remove a staircase in an outbuilding when a rusty biscuit tin fell out from under the woodwork.
What wonders were in this hidden treasure box? Two live hand grenades and 40 rounds of ammunition. From WW2. I've never seen builders run before.
What hidden treasures have you uncovered?
( , Thu 30 Jun 2005, 13:33)
My landlord had some builders in to remove a staircase in an outbuilding when a rusty biscuit tin fell out from under the woodwork.
What wonders were in this hidden treasure box? Two live hand grenades and 40 rounds of ammunition. From WW2. I've never seen builders run before.
What hidden treasures have you uncovered?
( , Thu 30 Jun 2005, 13:33)
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Chemical Ali.
My saturday job used to be as a gardener at a nearby, and very posh, country house on the river. One day I was clearing reeds near the river and I found an old oil-like barrel hidden amongst them all, probably from the recent flooding. I kicked the barrel over to the house looking for legible markings but I didn't know if I should just throw it in the rubbish? So my boss rang the local health-and-safety quoting a serial number from the barrel - they said they weren't sure and would send someone to take a look.
Next thing I know a fire-engine appears roaring down the dusty single lane track leading to the house. Then another. Then the county chemical accident unit turns up and a fire-man jumps out in full breathing apparatus. Then another fire engine turns up.
I took a step or two away from the barrel.
Turns out it was just petrol.
They then had to reverse onto the lawn to turn around, and fucking ruined it.
( , Thu 30 Jun 2005, 16:37, Reply)
My saturday job used to be as a gardener at a nearby, and very posh, country house on the river. One day I was clearing reeds near the river and I found an old oil-like barrel hidden amongst them all, probably from the recent flooding. I kicked the barrel over to the house looking for legible markings but I didn't know if I should just throw it in the rubbish? So my boss rang the local health-and-safety quoting a serial number from the barrel - they said they weren't sure and would send someone to take a look.
Next thing I know a fire-engine appears roaring down the dusty single lane track leading to the house. Then another. Then the county chemical accident unit turns up and a fire-man jumps out in full breathing apparatus. Then another fire engine turns up.
I took a step or two away from the barrel.
Turns out it was just petrol.
They then had to reverse onto the lawn to turn around, and fucking ruined it.
( , Thu 30 Jun 2005, 16:37, Reply)
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