One of the houses I called at yesterday was a deceased estate garage sale (that's where I found those coveted floral teatowels still in their original "Nile" packaging.). As I was leaving, I noticed a man on the third terrace down bending over the skip bin and rummaging around. Being an old chook, who is not easily shamed, I decided to join him. Here is what I found:
There were actually four of these frames (I'm not interested in the pictures) but I seem to have left one behind probably because I was using it as a lever to pull out a few deceivingly enticing pieces from the bottom. Never mind. I still think thes might be able to be used for a trytich perhaps or even to display vintage materials (maybe teatowels!) in.
It would seem that nothing is free because , as I was leaving, I fell over the brick work of the middle tier and skinned my leg!!