The Key

We’re in the middle of getting rid of some old clutter which has been hanging around for a while now. First to go was one of the old sofas. You’re always guarenteed to discover something down the back of the cushions, this time was no exception. I think we’re 12 pence richers as a result but amoungst all the debris and rubble which also emerged, a little silver key was discovered.

As the sofa was passed down to us, its likely the key belonged to them as we have no recollection of such a thing. You start thinking whether it unlocks anything exciting, I guess we’ll never know. It reminds me of a book I once read titled Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathon Safron Foer in which a kid finds a lone key in his dead father’s pocessions.

Over at Photofriday, the week’s theme is Debris. Why not pop over and check out my entry and as well as other.

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