I've had the same
when I handed the Thunderbirds vehicles to the DGC, historian. Just wait till I get that Star Wars box open!
Our Room of Doom is the cellar. Unfortunately once DD1 cleared out the many big plastic boxes of belongings we were storing for her, I realised that a lot of the clutter I was blaming her for is actually mine. At least I can reach the washer now though without deploying my impressive hurdling skills.
Do you get a mot at the doctors?
A new definition of what constitutes British


We will be trekking up to DS1 with all his stuff soon -I think he will be 'surprised' at how many boxes there are!
