What I Threw Out Today

I began September 21 2010 - To record of some ephemera I had collected before disposing of them

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Friday 12 December 2014

Current Stuff

The pile of un-posted material is huge, but at least if I process the current stuff, in theory the growth with discontinue.
Yes, I know, junk expands to fill the available space - but if I moved to a smaller space, what would I do with all the junk? (it isn't junk anyway, it is "archival material recording the life-style of one fairly daft old woman!")

I'd love to know what the name of this item is. It is made of plastic, and used either to hold a sheaf of papers, forming a spine for them; or at the end of a hanging document or scroll, even of fabric, to add weight to the end and prevent it from curling up.
It was uncovered in the current sort-out of work-room.

My husband bought me this bottle set so that I will reduce the chances of getting stopped by customs by having small quantities in large bottles (I didn't realize the regulations had changed when we made our trip to London last month.)
I'm not throwing this out. No, I don't have problems with my hands, but I'm a cold creature, and I've found that using one of these 'cuffs' over the end of my sleeves reduces the amount of cooling winds that affect my little arms.

I called into Claddagh Records looking for a CD/DVD of the Dublin Set. They didn't have it. I told the girl if I found it, I would let her know where she could get it. But when I did find it, the lady didn't ask me to pay, so I will have to check with her whether she wants me to pass on her name.

These items from the Credit Union AGM commemorate the fact that I didn't make it because I had mislaid this leaflet, and so didn't know where it was to be held!
This is just the packaging off the printer paper I am currently using, but I particularly like the graphic design. Also, it reminds me of all the business I did with Viking when I was more active!
Hurray, I've earned that breakfast!

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