The only problem with clutter is when it comes to moving house; the more the clutter, the bigger the job. However, we've been renting now in Lytham St Annes these past few months until we get our house sold over in Durham. Fortunately our seaside flat in LSA is just about big enough to store all our stuff, most of it in boxes, but from time to time the need emerges to seek something out.

Can there be any greater fun than opening a box of goodies unseen for six months and exploring therein? Last week I was looking for my copy of Where Beards Wag All by George Ewart Evans, and in so doing I turned up a cassette copy of Gong Live 1974 bought at the Glastonbury Festival in 1983; 25-years-on it and played like a dream, and my heart soared afresh!

I suppose it depends on the quality of ones clutter; personally, I couldn't live without it.