My Husband, the Junk Merchant

Er... Let's try that another way.

My Husband, the Expert Recycler

Yes, that sounds better.

A while back, Jeff bought a few second hand security screen doors, to attach together to make a security screen wall around his carpentry tools while we went on holiday. We now have a secure workshop shed (with three-phase power, and it's bigger than the master bedroom in the house, which might tell you something). But in the old house the tools were all just kept in the open-backed double garage. The security wall wasn't left up while we were at home, so eventually the security screens got used for other things.

First, several of them were cobbled together to make a cage for our second set of guinea pigs.It was meant to keep them safe and secure, but failed miserably. After the last of the guinea pigs was taken, the cage remained by the fence for a while, with the kids using it whenever they wanted to play "zoo". But soon Jeff found another use for the security screens.

We had two lovely vegie patches at our last house. Unfortunately, pretty much nothing survived transplanting to the new house. But for a while we had several climbing vegetables growing well, needing something to climb up. So the security screens were put to use once again, this time as trellises.
So now, with nothing growing well enough in the sandy soil to need a trellis, Jeff has found yet another use for the security screens.Jeff borrowed some bolt cutters from one of the men from church, and cut one security screen in thirds. Then he rested the pieces on some small planks that stick out of our side fence, set out a selection of flower pots (they'll get potting mix and something to grow in them soon) and hey presto! Pretty soon we'll have a lovely view from our kitchen window over the sink. Well, except for the barb wire, that is. We don't live in a concentration camp, really. Which is probably why Jeff feels free to take bolt cutters to the security screens...

I wonder what he'll use them for next?