Careening Hard...

I remember when they used to play water polo in the careening hard in the evenings. But not at low tide of course.

Losing the storage space under my double bed has prompted me into action because it’s only 4 weeks until I move and there’s a lot of stuff I’d like to get rid of before I move. So today a heap of shoes went to the hospice bin. I keep saying I’m not a hoarder but I seem to have a lot more stuff than last time I moved. The hospice bin is just past the careening hard; hence this blip.