Languishing listfully inside a cold dark warehouse are the Putdownables.

Many of them have been there for a long time; too long ago to remember just how they came to be there and from where they originally came. A small shed, an old broken-down telephone box and a rusty well-used wood-burning stove were amongst its many occupants. They were known as the Putdownables because once, in the dim and distant past, they had been extremely useful but now they had either grown old, were broken-down and seemingly beyond repair or, quite simply, their owners had grown tired of them and had replaced them with something more up to date and modern; or ‘putdown’ as one might say. However, they were not so past-it as to be discarded and dumped on a land-fill site or dismantled in a scrap yard, but neither were any of them seemingly able and properly functioning: Most certainly none of them would ever make-it onto TV’s Antiques Road Show but were too good to be used in Scrap Heap Challenge; neither would they make a decent auction on eBay; they were sort of in-between.

These odd warehouse tranklements were however, highly regarded by their owner Catchpenny. Too good to be thrown away, they were kept here ‘for a rainy day’, and just maybe, in the near future, he just might sell them and turn the Putdownables into a money making scheme and turn-in a lucrative profit.