I have a load of stuff in bags in the hallway, piled up for going to a boot fair in a week or so. I have got to get that lot shifted out so that when Ruth gets back from uni in a couple of weeks, she has somewhere to dump all her crap, as her old room is devoid of space since I moved her single bed out and put the spare double in. Her new one (the old spare) won't be ready till after I have been to New Zealand. It is stripped out and awaiting the attention of the electrician and decorator. At a guess it will be late June or early July before I get it done. So the back of the living room and the hallway will have to be called into play.

I have also got a new tent stacked up in the hall. I'd put it in the shed, but at some point I have got to empty all that lot into the garage (also full of crap) while the shed is re-roofed, sometime over the summer. It's more of an outbuilding, and one of the roof timbers need some repair, so the contents have to be moved so that ladders can get in.

Ian's stuff was mainly cleared out relatively soon after he died. Most of the stuff that was here (especially his clothing) I saw as surplus to his requirements, the rest got shipped to my daughter's from Russia, and we sat round and sorted it all there, and chose what items we wanted to keep. I still, however, have a pair of cross-country skis stacked up in the study...
At least I offloaded his welder onto my son in law, after he helped me clear some of the stuff in the garage last year!

Andrea
- wishing that the clutter fairies would send me away and do it all for me so that I couldn't cling onto so much stuff!