A scrappy job

Last week I was the office biatch at my twin brothers', scrap metal business.

One of my brothers and his wife, went on holiday and I had the pleasure of holding down the fort. If it wasn't dead queit, it was like Central Station. Also the dust and dirt factor was off the charts! I cleaned the office on Monday and by Tuesday arvo there was a fine layer of dust on everything. I can imagine in Winter, that dust turns to mud!

I quite enjoyed my week, but kudos to full time working mummas, my house looks like a bomb hit it. Looking forward to catching up around the house this week.

I enjoyed spending a bit more time with my other brother in his work place. I hardly go near the place any other time. It was nice to connect again.

On one of the quiet days, I took a walk around, and a climb up on top of an excavator to take some photos. Here is your one and only tour, of the scrap metal yard.

The day after, the Smorgons Steel baler turned up and it wasn't so quiet. Imagine a giant crushing machine that a whole car (or a pile of metal) is fed into, squashed, and spat out the size of a bale of hay. The bales are then stacked onto a truck and transported to Melbourne, where the metal is recycled at a steel mill.

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