The clocks go back but no one told the dogs and I’m ill. I either
overindulged last night (maybe the extra taste of L’s 10%er) or it was that dodgy
pint of Centurion. I’m siding with the latter.
Later we take a massive amount of electrical stuff to be
WEEE recycled. Most of these are bits of game consoles and the like that the kids
have acquired over the years. If they were all put together in the right order
some of them might work but that’s never going to happen. I suppose somebody
might fish them out of the skip and make them work but I don't it.
Then we head to Wickes for some paint, time to remove the
eclectic pink from Daughters old room as we seek to move ourselves up stairs.
(Sunday 26th October)
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