The spare room has been sorted, the recycling bin is full, now there's only the top of the wardrobe to sort and tidy.
And maybe toss a few things.
The christmas tree and all the decorations are up there, so I won't touch that corner at all.
But the other corner?
That has a couple of plastic crates, one with god-knows-what and the other with old vinyl records.
Too heavy for me to be lifting down, so I'll wait until one of my sons comes to visit.
There's a place on the Parade that converts old records to cd's and I'll take them there to be converted. Then maybe I'll sell the originals on ebay.
Surely someone out there has the same music taste as me?
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