Safety in numbers

This is one of Mr A's guitars.

It has somehow found its way from his house to mine. I have a sneaky suspicion it's on a reconnaissance mission; if it survives the week then it may bring its comrades.

A similar thing has happened with his shirts; the pile in the laundry basket increases week on week and most of it belongs to Mr A.

We also have a new motorbike joining the family at the weekend (the 1973 model we viewed on Sunday).

Seems I'm being overrun....do I mind? Not in the slightest!