However, I digress. Today, having got the bit between my teeth, I began bright and early to shred the foot high pile of redundant paper, but that was soon done, and my eyes fell on ...yes, you've guessed it, Keith's pile. Now Keith has a unique mode of filing and dealing with his paperwork. It consists of chucking it, mostly unopened, in a pile on NASA and then, when the pile gets too high to cram any more on, it is relocated (crammed) into a drawer underneath.
Soon the floor was covered with neat piles of paperwork, arranged in date order and ready to be filed.
Impressive, don't you think? But that's not all. Next I moved upstairs to the forests of trees which were felled and turned into bi- products of the National Curriculum. And this time, I REALLY had a ball. There is now a pile of paper at least two and a half feet high awaiting recycling and thereby being banished from my life for evermore! A completed gestalt.
And that feels very good.