In my ever present endeavour to keep warm, at minimum cost, I have been sawing up old bits of wood.There are, of course, many nails in the stuff.
Not that it matters for they merely fall into the ash pan and are eventually sprinkled on to my raspberry canes.
So my garden now contains many hundreds of rusty nails.
As I scattered my latest supply of wood ash on my plants I began to wonder if I could actually make a nail and sudden doubt sprang into my consciousness.
I would find it next to impossible to make a nail from scratch.
How many "useless" artifacts of this life are merely binned.
When the civilisation fails as it must, there will be cherished memories of a golden age when shopping [whatever that was] was taken home in a plastic bag [now extinct].
I wonder if the "Rapture" has already occurred and we are left to struggle in this darkening world?
