Yes most certainly ~ it's just that whenever I start that sort of clear out and go to throw something in the bin I get this nagging feeling that maybe one day I shall, perhaps, possibly, need it and then I'll be walking around for days and days trying to remember where I've put it. The house will be turned upside down and after about two weeks I will accept that I must have thrown it away ~ then will follow the days and sleepless nights of bitter recriminations and "How could I have been such a fool" before I give way and go buy another ~ at that point I often find the one I thought I had thrown away.
Comes of being born on a farm I suppose. You know how they are always full of rusted old equipment that no-one has the heart to sling out. The minute a scrap dealer drives off with it you just know your brand shiney new one will break down and you'll have to borrow someone else's rusty old one. ~ Worse the owner of the rusty old one will willingly let you borrow it but you just know he will be smirkingly smug about having held onto his and he will be telling everyone in the pub that night about how you got rid of a priceless piece of farm history JUST AT THE WRONG TIME.
It isn't easy being a tidy
