Ladies and Ladies: The Bluestocking is open: again

[DeanElderberry]

Newly renovated, beautifully appointed. Food and Beverages, excellent (if sometimes unexpected service), delightful clientele, special accommodation for invalids, pedants, readers and normal people.

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all furry!

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All women welcome

well behaved male visitors from the Staunch Ally are welcome in the stableyard but not across the threshold of the main building

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there ye go

Good idea for another reason. I've started leaving myself notes about what I've done with stuff, otherwise I think I've still got it & have lost it somwehere!

Decluttering is an arse. At least you've only got yourself to argue with. Fella is a nightmare. Won't throw away boxes. I understand Matchbox cars can be more valuable with the original packaging, but not headphones! He won't take the peelies off screens. He's a monster 😳

I've definitely got to the point where when I 'tidy' up I could do with photos to remind me where I shoved piles of stuff when it started to annoy me!

I am familiar with Mrs Delaney's work but I didn't know that she started doing her collages at the age of 72.
Late bloomer: the exquisite craft of Mary Delany | British Museum
Inspiring.
But then again Bram Stoker didn’t write Dracula until he was 50, and Dracula did his best work after he was dead!

My house needs more than mere decluttering and a bit of a scrub, but a bloke has invited himself over on Friday to see a picture I own and I am feeling most stressed by the pressure to clean the area between the front door and the living room enough that he doesn't faint dead away from horror.

Particularly since that route will take him through the kitchen.

How do you stop yourself from peeling the stuff off the screens??? I just couldn't cope with that! He truly is a monster!

I'd try playing the 'artistic' card but he has retired from lecturing at an art college so I fear that would not work. Woe is me.

Oh i love peeling film off things, more than popping bubble wrap, but less than eating snowballs

Can you develop what might possibly be Covid round about 7pm on Thursday, so you'll have to postpone until 2026?

Some people have a doom box in their house of random shit! I used to have a doom room! Then Covid times hit and I ended up with a doom house! It's taking for ever to get it back to "normal"! I yearn for the day when I can once again see what the dining room table looks like, it's been too many years!!

My dd had - well, still has, they're still in her bedroom though she's 25 and doesn't live here - a huge collection of soft toys, predominately dogs. These were all named, some male and some female. Quite a few were used as characters in a complicated pretend game, in which each had a different name.

The drawerful of Barbie type dolls (birthday presents politely accepted from people who didn't know her well) was played with in an ironic fashion by the dog playing a 'girlie pup'.

I thought all the emotional support animals at the Bluestocking were female.

No, Colin is a male. I accidentally let him into the pub in 2017 and he's been happily lurking under tables since then.

I'd never come across Mary Delaney, wonderful stuff!

I've also never bought a panettone, and I honestly can't ever remember eating any of one.

Panettone makes the best bread and butter pudding.

Bread and butter pudding is the only pudding I won't eat. Revolting stuff! But all the more for you, Deano.

Packed up ready to go!! Before I change my mind!

His Dad is even worse. He had a laptop that had plastic film on the case, he wouldn't remove it because it 'protects it'. Ffs, after no time it started peeling itself off, it got creased and crumpled looked a right state. Still wouldn't remove it. My eldest just pulled it off one day. She's the only one who could've got away with it.

Re. Fella, i just do it. I took the remaining cellophane wrapper off a box set he'd opened the other day before he had the chance to tell me not to. 'Oh! You wanted to keep it on!?', innocent face 😇

I'm chief declutterer in our house. Himself is a latent hoarder but recognises he has an issue, so I get to be the one who makes all the decisions to chuck stuff. Flipping exhausting it is too. But better than living in a house even more full of crap than ours is! He'd still be wearing socks with large holes in if it was up to him.

We're not too bad. Some of the stuff DH had stashed in the garage turned out to be useful in lockdown. But we're intending to have a good sort-out when I retire.

Oh Gawd, you've reminded me of the garage😟. The only useful things stored in there are the spiders.

DH likes to keep stuff from.his children at nursery. They don't want it. He never looks at it. Stuff I want to remember is in my head and heart, but maybe because his dad got early onset alzheimer's he feels a greater need to hold onto stuff.

Socks with holes in get binned ( by me) with no discussion at all.

@FuzzyPuffling Outing myself immensely here but I have to rip socks with holes almost in two before they go in the bin, otherwise they mysteriously find their way back into circulation. It's very satisfying though.

I've thankfully not got a garage, as it would be full, but I have got two sheds.

I went out earlier to get the Felix box to shove the breakables in and realised that both sheds are at the point where you open the door carefully, hold the door with your foot, use your other foot to shoo away an inquisitive cat, use one hand to hold up the wobbling towers of stuff and the remaining free limb desperately flails around trying to extract the required item without the whole lot collapsing on me jenga style!

But those are a job for the summer months!

I just put the socks in the bin and say nothing..
I am the Chief Inspector of the Sock Police.

I bought a dozen socks at new year and am disposing of all my old holey ones. Some are getting wrist bands cut out of them, as the latest chapter in my aging-female-body-developing-allergies saga is a horrible red raw patch under my watch buckle. I fear ending up like aunt B, wearing a vest under my bra. Not a good look.

Just thought I'd leave this here ..it's cheering!

Ooh, cute!

I wonder how many of them I could house in a cleared out shed??!