Bear blog

We very bravely (after two months of putting it off) ventured into the loft yesterday. Wow. There's a lot of shit up there. Enough shit that the small skip we were planning on getting to clear out the garden/random bits of house now needs to be upgraded to a large. General shit included a plastic robotic parrot (minus wings), a seemingly unused game of Balderdash, a scooter, a remote controlled car, Twister, pants, some hilarious family photos, and one piece of poor quality, low-class porn.

On the positive side, we did have a rather good time laughing at the glimpse into chavvy scum family life the accumulated crap gave us. It was like archaeology, n'that. Also, we've now got some very good Christmas presents for certain people.

An American man with a big bushy mustache just came up to me to return some books. Once our transaction was complete he said

"Well, alrighty then. Y'all have a good day now, miss."

I think he may have been a little disturbed by the inane grin and childish giggle it produced.