Walking downtown this morning, bro & I espied this, what, contraption? Big. Heavy. All iron. Rusted. Mysterious. Just the sort of thing moderns use to adorn the garden, though a fork lift might be required...
Here you can compare the size with the recycle containers or the "little" bro's arm for scale. Likely a relic of mining days.
Now this relic dates from more comfy circumstances -- an early soda fountain. One of many antiques over at the Goodwin Street Pharmacy. Yes, we stopped for an egg cream and a milk shake.
Now for the new: I thought it was just the ladies who went for new hats, but that's the bro looking to buy a new cheese cutter, which, it turns out, is a rarity Down Under. Fine selection, I'd say.
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That knobby contraption is contemporary earth compactor for trench work, it attaches to a big excavator!
Well who knew! An earth compactor! Looks like another fun day.. and a most cool hat for Hermano!
Thank you, ps, for the info. Too bad -- it would have looked great in the garden. But I'm still wondering why it was just sitting there by the streetside...
brain -- isn't that a splendid hat. I never have occasion to go into the hat store on Whiskey Row, but bro loves the place.
Bro is looking mighty fine. It will look nice down under.
Steve
Hi Steve -- yes, doesn't he & won't he! That's still a few weeks away, BTW.
Yes, it's a dashing hat. But it covers up his hair! (See my blog.)
Cat-A -- we have 10-15 years on you & so are not of the Hair! generation. However, my bro comments that yrs is a well trimmed mullet -- a comb-over mullet, at that.
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