The Straw Palace

In recent days, Stuart and I came across a website, long since forgotten and abandoned, that told the story of a lone man named Albert and something he called the Straw Palace. In the depths of Google's archives we found the remnants of a post from April 30th, 1999 -- ten years ago today -- that forms the beginning of his truly awe-inspiring story. Here's how it begins:

'Hello, my name is Albert. Take a look at this picture. This, though you may not believe it, is actually the end point, the conclusion, the thrilling and suspenseful close to the most fantastical story ever told. But in order to understand, to truly appreciate the depth of this story, you need to understand a little something about how I came to own this Straw Palace.'

Unfortunately, the web archive was corrupted after that, and all memory of Albert and his straw palace has been lost unto time, forever left in limbo.

Stuart and I have decided to finish Albert's story, to tell the world his thrilling story that has for too long been lost to legend.

But we cannot do it alone. So we ask you, good people, to please post links to photos, like this one, so that we may use them as a basis for his story.

Good luck, friends, and happy hunting,

John from Canada