Chez Printemps, we have a hoarding problem in the name of Roberto, my hoarding husband. He just will not throw anything out. Take, for example, his wardrobe. It is completely stuffed to the gunnels. He has far more clothes than I do. On closer inspection you will find piles of 1980s shirts which he says he still loves and will fit into when he has been on a diet. I even found a knitted Starsky jacket (remember Starsky & Hutch?) that his mother, the late great Beatrice Printemps, knitted for him in the late '70s. Actually, I quite like the Starsky jacket and have been wearing it myself on cold days.
I know it's nice to keep certain things because they hold happy memories and I'm not a totally heartless de-clutter queen but honestly, the stuff Roberto keeps! In a shed we have that used to be my sewing room, there are boxes and bags of the late great Beatrice Printemps' things. Just ordinary things like boxes of blankets, sheets (multi-coloured flowery '70s sheets, that is), kitchen stuff. Roberto just won't part with it. He says it will all come in useful some day. I think, 'yes, useful for someone else.' I admit, and I'll give him that, I did find her old hairdryer in there when mine broke the other week and yes, I grudgingly admit that it has come in handy...but what the fluff can you do nowadays with a mink coat?
There is a '70s flowery lampshade that the late Beatrice tried to offload onto me on numerous occasions because she couldn't bear to throw it out. Margot Leadbetter from the Good Life would have been proud to own it
So, I have decided mes amis that, starting with the offensive '70s lamp (see photo below), Operation De-clutter will commence in 10...9...8..
Happy de-cluttering/hoarding! A la prochaine.