We meet again

Mr Dapper was at the bus stop this morning, looking the epitome of urban cool, and we fell into a casual conversation about the evils of public TV on the minds of the masses. It made a pleasant change from conversation from the garage...

A hoary great lump of 3x3 with large nails protruding...

It will be perfect for the tools... it's already got nails in it.

Yes and a piece of peg board would do just as good a job and take up a lot less space.

Well... if you think so.

Think???

One very large orange mop...

This is yours

Peering at it doubtfully in regards to ownership one pointed out it was headless and could go.

A few minutes later it comes back being borne triumphantly...

Found the head!

Well it's too big for in here. Perhaps we can keep if for cleaning the garage floor, one suggested.

At that point He wandered into the conversation...

That's mine. I bought it for the garage floor because it was the biggest one I could find.

Smiling victoriously His mother says see... you would have thrown it out.

Head/ desk

There is a large trunk in there... she would just about fit... and one will find the chainsaw eventually. 

And all the while they keep claiming that they have gone through more stuff. So why isn't the mound going down? Ah yes because their idea of going through stuff doesn't actually move to the logical next level... throwing the damn stuff out. Operation ruthless continues...