How does it happen? Is there some small malevolent creature that gets into my garage while I'm away and makes it the shit-heap it currently is? (and no, I'm not thinking of no. 3 son) I cannot believe the state it is in now and I'm deeply ashamed of it. Now, people who know me will know that it has to be very, very bad for me to be ashamed of it.
Next week, I shall devote the best part of a day to sorting it out and tidying it up. I shall post on Monday evening to report progress....
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