Once upon a time in Moss Vale: The story of the stainless steel fridge door

At the Southern Highlands Resource Recovery Centre, we'd drop off and pick up bits and pieces of materials for building and artworks. One day we'd offloaded something and as we were driving around the leaving circuit we spotted a stainless steel fridge door on an outside pile of metal. 

I want that, said Mish. I can do something with that, maybe use the long door handle for a front door. We looked around, cause, really, no scavenging. All clear.

 As we shifted it onto the ute we were yelled at from afar. Short story, we paid something for it and took it away, admonished.

It sat in the big shed at Robertson for years, until we started packing for NZ in 2010. Take it or leave it? It got wrapped and loaded and shipped off to Wellington where it stayed wrapped, from container to the rental house and then on to Newlands.

And in 2021, still wrapped, on to Raumati, and then stacked in the little borer hotel. Quite safe there.

Today, it finally got unwrapped. The last wrapped piece from the move to NZ.

It was unwrapped with intent. What if we fitted it over the stainless steel frame we had also lugged across the Tasman? We could use it on the deck to put the barbecue on and tidy up that area with BBQ tools and citronella candles and summer coming on. And we'd have a surface for the cooks to use as they barbecue delicious things.

It fitted the frame really well. We were chuffed. Then Mish found an old bit of cut down MDF door she thought could strengthen it and the stainless steel slid over it, gripping the edges in an exact fit. 

Ta dah! We're all set for summer, and, barbecued lamb for dinner tonight!

It was yummy.