Whilst throwing ever more stuff out, I ventured into a storage cupboard where my tools were stored, electric drills, power tools, old tins of paint and paint brushes, jars of screws, nuts and bolts, reels of masking tape, old computers and rubbish.
It was the dark abyss. I did not want to go there, face the mess. Light had not reached this place for many a long day. It was going to be an unpleasant experience.
But face it I must.
With a bold heart I dived in, and decide there could now be no hesitation, the end had come to all the trash I had stored.
Out went the squash and badminton rackets, no chance I will use them again. They last time they saw the light of day was in the 1970’s.
Out went an inflatable bed. It had a puncture, so if you slept on it you tended to get a sinking feeling, did not want that. No way was I going to mend it now.
Out went the various sizes of pieces of wood. No way would I build that shelf now. I have spare shelves after dumping loads of paperwork.
Out went all the screws, nuts and bolts. I will not need them to repair the computers I have just dumped.
I have to keep up-beat, happy in heart. Forget what I would have done, must look forward.
Then when I was sorting through the stuff, I came across a large envelope. Looking inside I saw a papyrus painting I purchased whilst traveling through Giza in Egypt, the home of the Pyramids, in 1984.
Why did I do it? Why did I purchase it? I must have been stupid.
Well not really.
It gave me great pleasure when I got it, and although it has not been with me, in my sight for some time, it is with me now, and I love it. No way will this go into the black plastic bin-liner.
I hope you like it.
Ré PaPyrus, from the Holiday Inn Sphinx hotel, Alexandria Desert Road, Giza.
Oh, the original price was 23 Egypian Pounds. A lot to send, but worth it now.