The conversation yesterday went something like this...
MIL: We have 5 recorders in our loft, do you want them for DD?
Me: No, give them to charity
MIL: But they are DH's (my Husband not hers) and when DD starts to learn the recorder you will not need to buy one
Me: I hate the sound of the recorder, most people can't play it, she will have to pick a different instrument
MIL: We have an organ of DH's too, would DD like that?
Me: No, give it to the charity shop. I don't want the organ, musical instruments have probably moved on a bit since the 80's, I don't want the 5 recorders, by the time she might want a recorder they will have been in your loft 35 years fgs, chuck them out
MIL: Do you want a lawn mower? We have 2 in our loft?
Me: No, I have one.
Also wanted to say "why the fuck are there 2 lawn mowers in your loft when (a) you have a garage (b) you don't have any grass?"
She said she is doing an itinerary of shit in the loft for DH to say if he wants, DH has been telling her since we initially moved abroad to chuck it out. I have told him he needs to go, take the tat and then throw it away himself. Please tell me I am not alone in this tat-offering-infested-hell-hole.