the occasional clearout

I was scared of the Yoga but it turns out to be the best thing I could have done. Today I feel a lot more supple. I am most pleased.

So I got into one of those clearout modes. It's best that people stay out of my way when these set in because your efforts will not satisfy. Luckily I am alone with Rage Against the Machine.

I have discovered that in our one bedroom flat, where only three different individual people have ever slept (apart from my good self and Imelda) we have a stock of 10 pillows! Count them, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10! And to cover these pillows we have 14 pillow cases!

Why oh why do we horde things? Luckily there was a skip delivered at the shop across the road this morning; tonight, under the cover of darkness...