At the scrapyard

Gran and Grandpa are having work done on their house and today Daddy, Gran and I went to a scrapyard with some old pipes and an old boiler so that the metal could be recycled. The yard was huge and noisy, with machines busy sorting the metal into enormous piles. I wasn't sure Daddy should have parked our old car quite so close to the crusher though!

"The ultimate test of a moral society is the kind of world that it leaves to its children."
(Dietrich Bonhoeffer)