An Aussie Storage Tale.. Mystery Storage Unit 47..

If you’ve ever wondered what lurks behind the roller doors of Australia’s storage units, the ones you do not even notice are there.. let me assure you it’s not always just dusty couches and boxes of Christmas decorations. Sometimes, it’s a little weirder..

Take Unit 47, a suburban Brisbane storage facility.

It started like any other Tuesday at a storage facility in suburban Brisbane. The manager, Dave, was doing his usual rounds. Checking locks, making sure no one was secretly living in their storge unit (yes, it happens), and avoiding the resident magpie family who had decided the car park was their territory.

It all began when the rent went three months overdue. Dave, had sent the usual polite reminders that storage facilities send (and then the slightly less polite ones after 6 months). But the customer, a bloke named “Jez,” was nowhere to be found. Calls went unanswered. Emails bounced & disappeared into the storage world ether to never be responded too. Dave braced himself for the classic abandoned/delinquent unit scene: an exercise bike gathering dust, a few milk crates, maybe a lava lamp and some boxes with miscellaneous brix and brax.

What he got instead? Take a wild guess..

We will tell you now do not worry.. You won't get it.. So back to Storage Unit 47..

A life-size fibreglass kangaroo. Wearing a Hawaiian shirt.

No. We are not shitting you.

Turns out, the owner was a travelling children’s entertainer who’d left for a gig in Darwin, met someone, fell in love - you know the story, moved to Alice Springs, and never looked back. Ditched the storage unit and the Kanga.

The kangaroo, named Kevin - of course.

Had been the star of his act. A real crowd pleaser. In fact, known to be popular with the ladies..

Oh the storage unit also included.. three crates of unopened Tim Tams, a rusty trombone, and a wedding dress still in its dry-cleaning bag?

The Tim Tams were for a promotional stunt that never happened apparently.

The trombone? No one’s sure. Probably another act with the infamous "Jez".

And the wedding dress? Well… that’s another story entirely apparently..

Next minute, word got out, and Unit 47 became a minor local legend. Staff joked about setting Kevin the Kanga up in the office as a mascot, but eventually, the lot was auctioned off as per the standard procedures for storage facilities.

A café owner bought Kevin & the Tim Tams for $150 big ones and now he stands proudly outside her shop, still in his delightful Hawaiian shirt, drawing in the customers still.

The moral of the story? Storage units aren’t just boxes for “stuff”. They’re insanely wild time capsules. They hold pieces of people’s lives, people's history, frozen in time, waiting to be rediscovered, literally in a storage facility you drive past every day..