wurdburd

something completely different to what you were looking for…but if you haven’t seen it -or them - for a while, it’s like Christmas. Without the debt that lasts until April, the turkey - that does the same, and the fairy lights - that don’t last at all.

Still, while looking through, no, sorry, packing to move house, the contents of our garage, many things have come to light, old stories and poems I have written, photographs, some more flattering than others. The worst only have a matter of time before they end up on face book, so if you want a laugh at a small girl with curly hair, dimples and a luvverly yellow gingham school dress complete with huge white collar, straight from the 70’s, I’ll keep you posted.

I am terrible for sorting things out - and keep stopping to look more closely at things, play a cd I haven’t heard for ages. Or watch a dvd. Bill and Ted were great, weren’t they?
The photos, bags of clothes - baby clothes I cannot bring myself to give to charity, the toys my children have not seen for ages, and have claimed, until we found a boxful, that they are past the My Little Pony stage.

But sort and get rid we must, for it is only five days until we move house, lock stock and saucepans, maybe we’ll take the kids. Though sometimes things get left behind? Surely the new residents will welcome three happy children with a penchant for food - of most kinds, and a love of all things Spongebob Squarepants.

Wonder what will turn up tomorrow?

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