The Kinds of Things That Find Their Way In

You might start to notice the kinds of things that find their way into The Mighty Booth. Fragments. Stories. Little worlds people carry around with them.

Things people share. Things they love. Things that don’t always have a place to live anywhere else.

You might find yourself in the middle of a line dancing morning. Not getting all the steps right, but not really caring either. Or in the quiet focus of a tai chi class, moving together, slowly, in rhythm.

There are teacup stories being shared over brews and bikkies with the Crafty Witches. Small moments, memories, bits of life that might not usually be written down anywhere.

We’ve heard about pigeon racing, allotments, crafting, music. All the small worlds people build around the things they love.

You might hear someone talking about fixing cars or motorbikes. The satisfaction of understanding how something works. Or the joy of making something from scratch.

And then there’s Meccano. Proper Meccano. The kind where you can build just about anything if you’ve got the patience. And where we’ve been firmly told we’re not allowed to mention that other four-letter word. You know the one, it beings with ‘L’.

We’ve also been thinking about vans. The kind people build and shape themselves. Spaces that fold out, transform, hold everything you need. Alison’s van has become a bit of a reference point for how the Booth itself might work.

You might stumble across collections you weren’t expecting. Rows of gnomes. Giant Swatch watches. Things gathered over time, each one a story.

Some of these things are still part of people’s everyday lives. Others feel like they belong to another time. But they all have something in common. They bring people together. Or they did. And maybe still can.

These are the kinds of stories beginning to shape what the Booth might hold. What it might be.

If you’ve got a story, a hobby, an obsession, something you love or something you’ve not done in years but still think about… we’d love to hear about it.

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