Piss'n in the Wind

I like it, have to say that I remember the old "Hills" clothes Hoist.

@Oxleyroad Endless fun when we were a kid, swinging around while holding the arms and getting roughst by mum. Sadly they seem to be going the way of the old thunder box, incinerator and wire mesh fence.

Ah the incinerator - Wow memory lane. I recall yard duty at Primary school and at the end of lunch we'd all line up and empty the rubish bins striaght into it, it was lit Tuesdays and Fridays after school had ended. It could not be lit Mondays as that was washing day. My partents had the old thunder box where the 'pilgram of the night' would come and change the cans each Monday night. Mum and Dad thought why pay for connection to the sewage when the septic worked fine for grey water and the toilet was taken care of. But in the early 1990's the shire coucil paid for them to be connected and 30 odd other residences to the sewerage rather than have to manage the dunny cans from so few residences. I think my parents knew all along if they waited long enough the shire would take care of everything.

@Oxleyroad We switched in Stafford, Brisbane in the early sixties before I was born, but remember stories of having to check for spiders, them catching on fire after a lit durry being dropped in and the night watchman coming and switching cans while mum was on in the wee hours. Must of been a night mare when she was pregnant, dont think she would of held out till the 90's. Every day was wash day for mum with 5 kids, she'd get annoyed if one of the neighbors lit the incinerator while she had washing on the hills hoist. Remember her using the whirlpool ringer and the concrete laundry tubs. The plant you can see in the photo is sitting in an old round ringer tub left behind when we bought our house in 92, must do a better photo of it. Mum used to wrap the scraps in paper and drop into the garbage bin down the driveway and a few times a week the Garbbos would come through jumping the wire mesh fences emptying the bins into a larger one they'd carry on their shoulders, no wheely bins then.....ah the good old days.