1. Cleared wardrobes and drawers of numerous clothes and shoes which have been languising unworn for the past ten years. We're now left with six full charity bags which we can't take anywhere and so have created more clutter than there would have been had we just left all their contents in their original wardrobes and drawers. I now envisage a task in the coming weeks will be to empty all the charity bags which are now cluttering up our floor space and return all their contents to all the places from which they originally came.
2. Emptied and cleaned the insides of our kitchen cupboards. Disposed of various jars of herbs and spices etc with best before dates some of which went back as far as 1999.
3. Established that a cable running along and disappearing into the wall was in fact an obsolete telephone cable. After establishing this to be the case I severed and removed said cable. I wondered if it served any vital purpose for quite a number of years.
4. General decluttering which uncovered the following:
a) A diary written by my wife in 1978 when she was in her late teens in which she actually used the phrase "coloured fella" over several entries which chronicled the romantic designs she had on some ...er... coloured fellow whom she regularly encountered on her daily bus commute. The ensuing diary enrtries give no indication that my wife's romantic designs were ever fulfilled as the relationship did not appear to progress beyond the exchanging of glances and smiles across the bus aisle.
b) A box containing a respectably small stash of porn circa 1993 which as well as the more mainstream titles also included the title "Asian Babes". It would appear that both my wife's any my previous tastes were leaning towards the exotic, but ultimately lacking in both emotional and physical intimacy. As a disclaimer I would like to add that I did not personally purchase any of the said porn but the circumstances by which they came into my possession do not need to be expanded on.
Following the discovery of the porn stash the productivity of my week took an unexpected and sudden downturn.
2. Emptied and cleaned the insides of our kitchen cupboards. Disposed of various jars of herbs and spices etc with best before dates some of which went back as far as 1999.
3. Established that a cable running along and disappearing into the wall was in fact an obsolete telephone cable. After establishing this to be the case I severed and removed said cable. I wondered if it served any vital purpose for quite a number of years.
4. General decluttering which uncovered the following:
a) A diary written by my wife in 1978 when she was in her late teens in which she actually used the phrase "coloured fella" over several entries which chronicled the romantic designs she had on some ...er... coloured fellow whom she regularly encountered on her daily bus commute. The ensuing diary enrtries give no indication that my wife's romantic designs were ever fulfilled as the relationship did not appear to progress beyond the exchanging of glances and smiles across the bus aisle.
b) A box containing a respectably small stash of porn circa 1993 which as well as the more mainstream titles also included the title "Asian Babes". It would appear that both my wife's any my previous tastes were leaning towards the exotic, but ultimately lacking in both emotional and physical intimacy. As a disclaimer I would like to add that I did not personally purchase any of the said porn but the circumstances by which they came into my possession do not need to be expanded on.
Following the discovery of the porn stash the productivity of my week took an unexpected and sudden downturn.
