Bee Bath Building (or how Triangles must equal 180 degrees internally)
I had some old cast iron chairs from a New Zealand theatre – that I’ve had for 30 years. I’m guessing they are nearing over 100 years old. I bought them intact – but as i’ve left them outdoors for the past 10 years, they have slowly rotted to the point only the cast iron frames remain. The guilt associated with this rotting corpse of history in our hidden part of the garden was getting too much. So this…