I had a jar with my cartilage that was removed from one of my knees. After a few years of marriage and with it looking horrible, my wife persuaded me to discard it
I've got a shot gun cartridge (unused) which my daughters then boyfriend left at our place some 18 years ago! Don't want it, but don't know how to safely get rid of it and I can't give any answers about it!
Put it in a vice and hit it with a hammer
Banging idea! It's the vices that led him to have the cartridge that worry me!
At one stage I had quite a lot of the bar adornments from the Black Horse on Sidcup High Street. I think I've still got a couple of optics and the Woodpecker pump somewhere.
The mangled and melted remains of a part of a Spitfire engine that was dug up from a Kent field in the 1970’s - given to us in the mid 2000’s by a friend of a friend - I imagine digging stuff like this up would be illegal now (the pilot died - we have the location and know his name etc)
I have a small piece of white marble from the Taj Mahal. I didn't chip it off or anything, they were doing refurb work on it when I was there and there were loads of bits just lying around.
It was just another in a long list of ancient monuments inevitably covered in scaffolding whenever I visit. Apart from the Eiffel Tower but that's made of scaffolding anyway.
My dad did a similar thing in Athens, the building on top of the hill. He filled his pockets up with loose stone that they didn't want according to him. He put them in a small rockery and they have become the family marbles.
I also have a small bit of stone from the area of the Taj Mahal. When I went there I went to the workshop where they do a bit restoration work. I bought a bit of their inlay work. It aint that good, bloody horrible to be brutally honest, I gave it to my sister to cherish.
I went to a small workshop adjacent to the Taj and a chap demonstrated how the marble was inlaid. He went on to say the glue used to fix the inlay was a family recipe dating back to the building of the Taj. A wag standing next to my wife, said “ we have that recipe in the UK, only we call it Araldite”
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He went on to say the glue used to fix the inlay was a family recipe dating back to the building of the Taj. A wag standing next to my wife, said “ we have that recipe in the UK, only we call it Araldite”