Yes, everything has a home in my house. That's why it's so cluttered.

Came home with a car boot full of more homeless stuff yesterday, in the continuing effort of helping Mum downsize and move house.
I am now the proud owner of a box of Birth Congratulations Cards from the 1950s. Lovely but where will they go? A Royal Albert Roses tea set, an old Navy Chest, which contains, old reel to reel tapes and somewhere in there is me singing The Twelve Days of Christmas, aged four and the only known recordings of my Grandma and Uncle Jack, giving me encouragement. Also, many cartridges of holiday slides from the late 60's, early 70s.
What do I do with them? How could I let them go to the Tip?

Just because you're Paranoid, it doesn't mean to say they're not out to get you.