Thank-you Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and thanks to Roger Bultot for the photo prompt/
ANY OLD IRON ?…
Top hat ? I’m keeping that
Brass bedsteads – bah humbug !
Copper wire ha ! Mine’s a pint…
Nobby’s old, time to hang up his horse shoes…
Someone died wearing that jacket ?
Queen Vic’s’ picture Gor Bless Her
Toffs at their window, gawping at me
Legs ache — too old for this game
Retire to Kent
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‘Albert, do you see that greasy man in the street, his scurvy pony and cart ?’
‘Yes, m’dear, they’re called Rag and Bone men’
‘ He should go back to where he came from, he’s not welcome here…’
‘They remove our unwanted items, I believe we should be grateful’.