Drizzle has reached us today, on and off, so I've spent the morning pulling out all the little bits and pieces stashed away in the garage for a bit of a clear out. My wife keeps asking if I'm OK as I stand there for five minutes staring at an oddly shaped, very dusty light fitting I must have kept for some reason or other ten plus years ago. No idea why as we don't have anything like it anywhere in the house... The rubbish bag and pile for recycling for next time I pluck up courage to go to the dump (and argue that it's household rubbish and not chargeable DIY waste) are both growing. On the upside, I now have shelf space again for those things I really should hang on to, you know, just in case
