Bloke at uni used a discarded beer can in someone’s room, it was only later that it was realised that the beer can also had a used condom inAnd for adults, making a hash pipe out of a carrot/spud/tin can. See also homemade bongs, buckets and being able to delicately ping the side of a milk bottle at the bottom so you could make a solo hot knife bottle
My Dad used to do this. It drove the rest of us mad as the little scrap of soap NEVER stuck to the new bar!
I never questioned doing this as this was the way we did it when I was a kid. It wasn't that long ago when I looked at a small bit of soap and thought, d'ya know what, I could just throw this in the poxy bin! Never looked back.
And you never end up with a pube embedded in between the soaps.
My grandparents had a little plastic basket type thing you put the end bits of imperial leather, the last bit with the label on, in and it sort of worked..sometimes I wonder if I’m imagining it.
So how is Columbo meant to bust this case wide open, then?
There was no boiling..it’s difficult to judge sized of stuff you remember from when you were 5, but I’d say it was about 4” diameter, pink with square holes..you squeezed it a bit and the two haves opened up and you put the IL soap bits in it.
So it's fifty-fifty my grandma did this?
There’s a knack to it.
Used to be my first job of the day as a kid. I also knew how to make tightly plaited paper firelighters from old copies of the Belfast Telegraph - none of those fancy “Sunny Jim” white paraffin bricks in our house. Our bin used to frequently go on fire from the packets of yesterday’s ashes too. My Ma still has a coal fire.
Yeh we had similar, tho I'm now wondering where the hell the ashes went.
Do you remember when plastic dustbins became a thing, and they were embossed with the warning "No hot ashes"?
Ah, yes I'm an idiot, we had a metal bin for it lol. Next door still has one, going to be a large surprise down here when they implement actual limits on bins and standardise everything.
And do it without looking!
That's a very good point! I can remember powering the top of the grate and then shovelling (cooled) ashes into a plastic bucket of a morning, but for the life of me can't think what happened after that. Last thing at night it would be a shovelful of ashes from underneath to quieten down the fire before bed.
Opening ALL of the locks on a canal.
We had a local band that named themselves after that warning. My Ma managed to knacker 2 plastic wheelie bins ignoring that one. She still thought she was using her old metal bin with the reinforced rubber lid.
Fluffy covers and carpeted floor
