Free treasure hunt on Sydney streets -revisited

 One man rubbish could be another man treasure....or simply this woman's delight !..

 

It is "Council cleanup" week in this part of Sydney (it happens 2 to 3 times a year) and every one get rid of their unwanted "rubbish" thrown in the street for Council crushing trucks to collect, destroy and tip for land fill

 

Presently I am only a visitor in Sydney  , a very frustrated visitor!!!!...
because if I was living here now, 

I would not only be taken photos, I would be going home with a "loot" a free loot !....

These shells would have come home with me...

 

These birdcages would have definitely come home as well.. 

As you can imagine, this Sydney Northern beaches suburb is not a poor one...Avalon, Bilgowlah Plateau...homes with beautiful views of Pittwater are discarding their unwanted goods....
I wish some of these people would have taken the trouble to drop some in a charity shop, but ...

 

 

I had a good look at the chair above, perfect, I would have loved to patine it and it would have fitted nicely in a bedroom with a linen cushion...

the carpenter wooden "niveau" could have found a place on some wall with other old tools

the little white basket could have been filled with flowers or ??...

 

The last child in this home must have grown up....there on the street memories of childhood to be "thrown out" rather than "passed on'.. a shame really !...

In France this scene would not happen, it would be replaced by a village "vide-grenier" & brocante as some of the so called "rubbish"can be very interesting, too good to be crushed and tip for land fill !!...

It makes you think that Australia is a rich society and yet , some people are starving and living on the street when a street like these could provide a comfortable home furniture for the poor

Have we gone mad this end of the world??? I love France and its history shared in their buildings and for sale at the brocante fairs, a natural 'recycling" of some history which keeps going, but here, if we keep throwing it all away, we have no hope of leaving a bit of history to the next generations...

Although passionatly love going round the street at Council Cleanup, it saddens me when I contemplate such a waste and lack of compassion from the throwers.. a quick trip to the Red Cross ot St Vincent de Paul could make a contribution towards some goodness in this world...