Decontaminating my Grandfather’s Chemical Legacy

This is a tale of how my grandfather’s pipettes found their way into a pot of odds and ends that sits on my desk.

The story involves a legacy he left that had the potential to kill me, much of my family and probably a good few neighbours, but despite that I can’t help feeling respect and nostalgia for my grandfather every time I pull a pencil out of the mug that it shares with his…