I must have mentioned that Mike (our son) has arranged for an auctioneer to collect all our remaining Raven stock - when we have managed to get it all sorted out.
So this last Saturday Mike and Eden (our grandson) came round to give Graham a hand clearing out The Gods (the loft).
Now I haven't been up in The Gods for a few years - I can't manage the loft ladder - so gradually more and more of our day-to-day stock has been left in our bedroom, where it is more accessible to both of us. So I didn't think there was much stuff left up there.
I knew the joss sticks were there, and a box of Egyptian statuettes and a box of silk squares, but I thought that was about it.
Oh no!
That wasn't about it!
Graham and Eden went up in the loft. Graham moved boxes to the middle of the floor, Eden picked them up and passed them down the ladder to Mike.
We'd already decided to stack them in our bedroom, with the rest of the stock we had already sorted. I was keeping out of the way - well playing World of Warcraft really - but as the 'Games Room' is next to the loft ladder, I couldn't help seeing the number of boxes coming down and being ferried into our bedroom.
Soon the boxes were up to the ceiling and the bedroom window was blocked out.
And still they kept coming!
I was starting to get worried that we wouldn't be able to get to our bed, as the pile of boxes filled the floor and advanced on the door.
'Don't worry, ' said Mike, 'They aren't all full!'
But still they kept coming!
I tried to ignore what was going on, but it seemed never-ending!
Would the house fill up with boxes?
Would we ever see the floor again?
Would we have to sleep on the table in the living room as the only flat surface not covered in boxes?
Eventually Mike declared that he had the last box and Graham and Eden climbed down the ladder to freedom.
We thanked Mike and Eden for their help - it would have taken Graham days to do it on his own - had fish and chips for lunch, then Mike and Eden went off to the cinema, to see a 'Minecraft' film - Mike said he expected to sleep through it.
After lunch Graham and I went to inspect the heap of boxes. As they were even piled up on our bed, we decided we had to make a start on sorting, just to try and get the number of boxes down.
So that was our afternoon.
Happily Eden understood 'box' to mean any size of box, big or small, full or empty! So we were able to quickly get rid of several empty boxes for a start.
Most of our stock has been stored in old-fashioned cardboard fruit/vegetable stacking boxes, so that made keeping the piles neat much easier. And we were able to move bits from one half empty box into another, cutting down the number of boxes even further. So we did manage to clear the bed and enough floor space to be able to put the dog's beds down too!
It took us a couple of days to sort out all the boxes - stuff to keep, stuff to go the auction, stuff that was just rubbish. But we came across things we hadn't seen for twenty years or more