“What’s this?” Dad picked up a thin 2.5 cm long cylinder next to the letter holder. Inside the clear glass tube was a tiny stem of tightly coiled copper wire.
“We don’t know,” I answerd. “It’s been there for a while.”
“It’s got…a solenoid in it.” He looked perplexed. “This is an important component of something.”
“That’s why I didn’t throw it away. It looked important,” Mum said cheerfully.
When mum and I left to go shopping, dad was still studying at the piece in puzzlement.
So what was it?
(It drives me nuts whenever I find a part of something and I don’t know where it belongs.)
We still don’t know. It’s small…perhaps a remote control? It can’t be anything vital or life threatening. We’ve survived without it being where it’s supposed to be.