I think that before we left for Norway, I was somewhat of a hoarder: a collector of old stuff, a re-claimer and saver of many little bits and pieces. This week I'm trying to sort through some of the boxes I packed up and stored in my parent's barn while we were away in Europe. It's turning out to be a big job. I had no idea that I saved so many little things- pairs of shoes I didn't realise I had, wee scraps of fabric, clothes the children had outgrown, postcards (even other peoples')... etc. It is quite fun going through everything, but I'm thinking that we're going to have find a really big house to live in. Or I'm going to have to reform my hoarding ways.

