Faithful, longstanding readers will know of the longstanding battle I wage with Keith on an almost daily basis about boxes. At the shop, it's no problem. I am getting a real whizz at slicing up boxes that the orders have come in and dispatching them to the bin outside, before Keith has had time to open his mouth to say,
What are you doing with that box?"
At home, however, it's a very different story.
I am forbidden on pain of death (well, maybe not!) not to dispose of any of the boxes which are around the house having, in their previous life, been home to various bits of computer or I.T. related items. Thus we have boxes strategically placed on top of my music centre, on the scanner, hidden away in cupboards, waiting to fall out as soon as the door is opened, and in the box room - how aptly named!
As the house is small to say the least, this is quickly becoming a bit of a problem, a problem which was compounded last week when Keith became the proud recipient of a LARGE box containing a DVD and surround system - 5 speakers and a sub-woofer!
Mad schemes were hatched which involved draping wires across the ceiling and round the lights, drilling holes in walls and maybe through the ceiling as well - who knows???
"And what about the box?" I enquired.
"Oh, that can go by the dining table," was the airy reply. "We might need it. Can't throw it away."
Still, look on the bright side - now that we're not getting the suite, maybe it will come in useful for sitting on!