Baring my soul

It's not unlike being admitted to hospital on-the-spot, without shaving your legs or picking up a nightie and toothbrush.
It was recommended that to provide me with a quote to relocate all my worldly possessions to another place, I just photograph the contents of my flat.
I've already shared most of it with you, and this is probably the only cupboard you haven't already seen.
It's a bit humiliating actually, sending images like this to strangers half my age who will probably laugh.
Needs must.