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Craft and Upcyclng

Where I grew up in the south of England, the railings from the front gardens of almost all the houses were missing. Little metal stubs were all that remained. Gates and fences, sliced off over 70 yeas ago and never replaced, were taken away for the war effort and made into munitions and other urgent supplies. Recently, walking round south London, I realised that the fences of many of the housing estates were metal stretchers used in the war, made out of those gates and railings. The perfect circle of reinvention. Not until our imaginations run out completely can we throw something away. Everything can be retrieved somehow. My craft starts here.