The roads, at first, seemed quiet – but then the we hit the M25. The M25 was cluttered.The M40 was cluttered, too. The Services station where we stopped for a comfort break was cluttered. Our journey had taken nearly three hours.
Its purpose?
To spend a day de-cluttering the home of an elderly relative. This was quiet a feat as it was virtually a matter hanging onto the few square inches of floor that remain visible, bending from the waist and working outwards and round. The Urban-cub was with us, and she took control of the kitchen, the Silver Vixen was in charge of the living space, the Gorse Fox (ironically) the garden, and the Silver Vixen’s sister managed the bathroom.
A few interesting statistics emerged:
- Some single people evidently need 17 toothbrushes
- Best-before dates are for sissies – a date of 1997 is reasonable.
- Some people need 6 umbrellas
- It is always worth having a spare greetings card – or 230
- Stairs are merely offset shelves
The 10 dustbin bags full of material destined for the tip have hardly scratched the task. A JCB and a Skip would have been more appropriate.
1 comment:
Elederly Rlative was obviously a professional horder. It takes real dedication and professionalism to horde on that scale.
My lady and I are duly abashed - we're not even able to register as horders on this scale ...
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