if it could

The imminent arrival of the time of the removal of the false-ceilinged bit of ceiling above the kitchen quarter of the non-bedroom room means that today I had to remove the various things which have been shoved into the space over the last eight years. Besides the boxes in which fragile electronic things arrived (which were kept in case they had to be returned for repair or sent away after being re-sold) the main use of the space (seemingly created just to provide somewhere for the old central heating's header tank to be, even though it only took up a twelfth of the entire space) was as a home for all the various bits of wood I've collected in case I ever found a use for them (apart from the bits which were too long or too wide for the hatch which are leaning in the hall). There are a few bits of proper bought wood but most of it is old shelves and the manky old futon frame the people who lived here before us left behind. Apart from a stray doorjamb and a couple of bits still half-wrapped in shop-polythene it'll be assessed for usefulness as allotment-wood then Gumtreed, Freecycled or possibly just skipped if it's too random to be of any real use to anyone.

The removal of the low bit of ceiling will mean that we can fit an extra set of cupboards on the kitchen-bit of the wall, though as they'll be way out of Nicky's reach I may be able to use some of them to re-store some of the things I'll have to hide over the next few weeks whilst the entire contents of the flat are concentrated into a single room to reduce the amount of plaster-dust landing on them.