Day 2 Niqui
Day 2
"You may look, but please don't touch!" The desk was filled with stuff. You could easily loose six notebooks in it and it would take you days to find them back again.
"What about this junk?" I had asked Minne. He had just arrived and while I had been waiting for him to come home, I'd made coffee and could have made a three-course meal if I had the talent for it.
"Come on, I want to start with the Neuro-bar tonight." Minne led me through a hazardous obstacle course of discarded garden junk – rusty barbecue parts, disemboweled garden chairs, empty paint cans and piles of timber meant for the tree house project that was now on hold – until we came to Dr. T's shed. Thank god there was electricity and we didn't have to work in the dark.
The shed was full of crates and wet cardboard boxes and there was almost no room to swing a cat, but somehow we got started. I found some inflatable giant red lips, a girl's Barbie-bathing suit, a lifebuoy (stuff that Marcha the Machine left behind after the last Cellspace event) and a cupboard full of tea-warmers. On a cupboard shelf I found a forgotten bottle of Smirnov. It kept us going for a while. Eventually we had to stop, because we were running out of tape.
Having packed almost ¾ of all the stuff we finally decided it was enough. There would be enough hands to clear the job the next day.
Niqui
"You may look, but please don't touch!" The desk was filled with stuff. You could easily loose six notebooks in it and it would take you days to find them back again.
"What about this junk?" I had asked Minne. He had just arrived and while I had been waiting for him to come home, I'd made coffee and could have made a three-course meal if I had the talent for it.
"Come on, I want to start with the Neuro-bar tonight." Minne led me through a hazardous obstacle course of discarded garden junk – rusty barbecue parts, disemboweled garden chairs, empty paint cans and piles of timber meant for the tree house project that was now on hold – until we came to Dr. T's shed. Thank god there was electricity and we didn't have to work in the dark.
The shed was full of crates and wet cardboard boxes and there was almost no room to swing a cat, but somehow we got started. I found some inflatable giant red lips, a girl's Barbie-bathing suit, a lifebuoy (stuff that Marcha the Machine left behind after the last Cellspace event) and a cupboard full of tea-warmers. On a cupboard shelf I found a forgotten bottle of Smirnov. It kept us going for a while. Eventually we had to stop, because we were running out of tape.
Having packed almost ¾ of all the stuff we finally decided it was enough. There would be enough hands to clear the job the next day.
Niqui
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