Any UK members here what they call... Mudlark on the rivers there?

[seventiesdemon]

Just that I've been captured by some of the stuff that is found on the low tide banks there. Anyone that has a hobby doing this? I've always liked this sort of thing.

When I've worked on some old places I've dug up old currency, newspapers. My best find was a Bricklayers line pin and a little bit of string still attached on some repointing I did of brickwork on a building built 10 years before the US Civil war. Something that gives me a little chill..thrill of excitement down your neck that I found something left behind by someone long gone last touched, placed that over 160 years ago..and what they did will be there hundreds of years more. Is why I leave a little message behind in much of the work I do...I waffle..anyway.

Then again I have found bird skeletons perfectly preserved in a fireplace that was sealed up in a building constructed in 1845...I have photo here somewhere.....from 3 or 4 versions of Windows ago I'll try find it.

 

[MickeyLee]

Not UK located* still an avid beach/shore comber. Younger ML popped her allowance on a metal detector cuz of course she did.

The metal detector was fun but hunting around and leaving fate to turn up treasure is way more fun/satisfying.

The most amazing find, amazing that it survived the elements, was a hand blown fishing float. A fragile sphere of glass tossed around for who knows how long to get listed up in stone and ocean plants on a new England coast. Second is an old ma bell employee award ring.

On the bones end, heaps of forest gifts. Mostly antler sheds and owl pellets.

If the season is right found bones get a flower garland and stone markers. Low slung stone cairns with other random found items left behind.



True facts: I am probably responsible for a huge chunk of the spoopy witches in the woods stories in my zip code.



*enjoys a lovely cup of

 

[seventiesdemon]

Not UK located* still an avid beach/shore comber. Younger ML popped her allowance on a metal detector cuz of course she did.

The metal detector was fun but hunting around and leaving fate to turn up treasure is way more fun/satisfying.

The most amazing find, amazing that it survived the elements, was a hand blown fishing float. A fragile sphere of glass tossed around for who knows how long to get listed up in stone and ocean plants on a new England coast. Second is an old ma bell employee award ring.

On the bones end, heaps of forest gifts. Mostly antler sheds and owl pellets.

If the season is right found bones get a flower garland and stone markers. Low slung stone cairns with other random found items left behind.



True facts: I am probably responsible for a huge chunk of the spoopy witches in the woods stories in my zip code.



*enjoys a lovely cup of

MMmmmmmm, Spoopy Witches...

Just the other day this popped up in the news here...

A WWI-era message in a bottle is a letter 'from the grave' for family

A couple of Aussie soldiers tossed their messages in a bottle overboard during WW1 off a Troop Ship...washed up on shore in Western Australia 100 years later....

Sad part is one of the young men travelled to the other side of the planet to die in a war that really had nothing to do with us, never to return home....in those days they never bought them home.

100 years later, his message in a bottle found his yet to be family. I did this as a10 year old kid 57 years ago....then again was a plastic bottle, probably swallowed by a Great White that was blown up in some shark hater in a 70's movie that needed a bigger boat......bastards.

Found a few photos...I do know I have skeleton photos somewhere.

Oh, by the way, did you know it snowed in Brisbane in the 1930's Subtropical Climate...but do not tell anyone.

Lets move on, a very quick intro middle age Brisbane.


This is a few photos of an old girl in Brisbane I stripped the render off the walls exposed the old fireplaces and slat walls. I'll be honest...these old places were not meant to last, they were built, for a purpose.

You may like to know Ms Mickey...this building was the known Doc Martin Central of the era. Before that it was a Tea Room...Burnt out in the 70's but illegally leased out to ladies of the Valley. The Valley is, has always been known to be the city of Brisbane's heart. Any further info, i'll supply later. But for now I'll just post a couple of photos.


The Dr Martens Store before it was Doc Martens..then Dr Martens..

This is a stock photo Photo #2

...I have one, but zombie in my head at 1:47

These are mine...slat walls, fireplaces...sorry..no spooky bird bones. I took the mantle and fireplace surround home..was too good to throw in the skip.

Photo 5 is looking toward Brisbane out the window. The old pub you see is the Royal George, I'll attach an old photo to compare.

 

[seventiesdemon]

My apologies for waffling on and going off on a tangent folks. Just when I begin talking about archeology discoveries I get a bit like those guys on American Pickers.. The above building went through some bad fires in the 70's, was a tea room then..and many tennants to survive. It should never have survived for as long as it has, it wasn't built to last the age it has reached, only reason for it's survival is to keep some remnants alive, even though those who built it are long gone. At least it didn't end up in the paper shredder at the end of the week. It would be fantastic if you were related to your Great Grandfather who laid the bricks or built it....to touch the wall and have a direct physical connection to something they touched and created....I spose thats the buzz I feel.

Why old tradespeople never throw away tools that have been in their hands...I still have trowels and levels from my apprenticeship...my dad's old carpentry tools....when you hold tools of trade every day they somehow become part of you...and old ones go to rest in a crate in the shed. Today most of you would go into shutdown if you lost your mobile phone...hahahahaha