Duracell Bunny

Not sure what's wrong with me this week, I have had this amazing burst of energy for "getting things" done. Alan is like "who are you and what have you done with Sam?"

Saturday I did a mountain of ironing and housework and started sorting out our junk room. In our last house we had 3 cellars and a garage, here we have neither cellars or garage, so although we "de-junked" considerably before the move, we had one room rammed full of junk.

Sunday, I went through Alex's room and de-junked and tidied that - yipeee it looks great!

SO we decided to get the spare bed set up in the junk room, once we found it that is! It's up and there are still lots of things to purge and sort. When I cleared Mum and Dads house I found about 200 packets of photos (no joke!!) I went through many of them a couple of months ago, but just chucked them all in a box in no particular order so yesterday and Sunday was spent going through hundreds and hundreds of photos. We're talking pics from Mum and Dads childhood, army photos , wedding, Marcus and I as kids , house renovations, Alan and I on holidays, and millions of pics of Alex as a baby. Well they are now all sorted and catalogued and I am in the process of filling albums. When I am all done, ALL of our photos will be in Albums in a bookcase - sorted!!

It's been quite a sad experience in some ways going through my childhood photos, seeing pictures of my brother from a baby to a teenager and beyond, remembering our holidays and time spent at home and knowing he is no longer here is very sad. The same is true of Mum and Dad and our family home, they lived there for over 40 years and it was interesting to see how it changed from when they moved in in 1965 up until I sadly had to sell it after they died in 2007.

Seeing all of the holidays reminded me what a brilliant childhood I had. My parents weren't high flyers at all and we did struggle for money in the early days, my Mum stayed at home until I was about 14, and my Dad worked his socks off. We had two or three trips away in our caravan every year and Christmas was always lovely. My Mum was a very careful budgeter (Dad called her Scrooge) but she always make sure we didn't go without even though her and my Dad went without. Gosh this sounds like some Dickensian story of woe doesn't it?? It wasn't, and I am so grateful for all they did for my brother and I.

Back to the de-cluttering, I have also got lots of vinyl LPs and 7" singles, none of them are rare or valuable so I think I might see if a second hand record shop wants to take them off my hands for a small fee. I've got a pile for ebay and one for charity too, so I will be busy.

I also have some craft stuff to get rid of, so when I get a moment, I shall post pics up for you to see.

It's half term this week and Alex has got some sort of temperature /cold thing, so we were confined to barracks yesterday, endless hours of "Scooby - Sodding - Doo" arrgggh and it's the new version too, which STINKS!! Hannah and Barbara will be turning in their graves!

Right back to it, more sorting to do!