Heat death

Called in at the scrap yard to get a jack for B's car. Scrap yards are great. All those relics of aspiration and advertising dreams slowly returning to nature. Even more fascinating is the thought that all these trappings come from stuff we just dig or pump or grow out of the ground. And we can make it into these fantastic things: Cars, houses, iPads, cameras, aeroplanes, Pritt-stick, light bulbs, Westminster Abbey... it was all under our feet once.