Packing up
This trying to pack up the entire contents of the Rectory in order to squeeze them into a much smaller bungalow which already contains all we want, is the fast track to madness.
But I had a brilliant idea. The first of the church summer fêtes starts today, so I arranged with the churchwarden to take down some Rectory Rubbish to hopefully sell. They tell me other people buy junk, so here’s hoping. Anyway, anything left over will be taken to the next fête at the next church, next week and so on. With six churches in six villages, there are plenty of fêtes all summer long, although by the time we get to the last fête it really will be entirely junk that’s left.
The frightening thing was that just clearing the windowsills in one room produced a boxful of unwanted ornaments, wooden puzzles, incense cones etc. I hadn’t realised just how much stuff we’d accumulated in ten years.
Youngest daughter used to manage a charity shop, so we’ve imported her for the afternoon. She’ll be great at dragging people over to view the Rectory Rubbish and encouraging them to buy.
Pity it’s back down to 13 degrees out there, but at least it’s too cold to entice people away to the seaside. An old-fashioned country fête in a lovely garden by the side of a paddock (for the pony rides) might be just what folk want on a day like today.
Will let you know whether or not it’s successful.
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