Thinking outside the box
There is an aspect of disability I had never considered.
Having a disabled person in the house requires quite a lot of equipment. Most of it is a once-off thing but some items have to be bought on a regular basis.
There is one thing all these items seem to have in common though – there seems to be some kind of law that everything has to be packed in huge cardboard boxes. And I really mean huge. Even if the item is relatively small it comes in a huge box mainly full of scrumpled up paper to fill the cavernous empty spaces.
In the early days I used to cut them up. It was a tedious job, hacking at corrugated cardboard with a butcher’s knife and them ramming the bits into the recycle bin. I soon got tired of it. So now I just flatten them and stick ’em in the garage. There’s a mountain of them now.
One of these days I am going to tie them all up into a massive bundle and leave them out on recycle day. The problem is that I don’t have any string. I know that’s a small problem as all I have to do is to buy a ball of string down in the village. But I keep forgetting.
I’m just back from the village.
I forgot to buy string.
Some people tie a knot in a piece of string to remind themselves about the need to remember something.
I can see a problem though.
No problem. I buy string, tie it around my finger and that will remind me to buy string.
Ah yes… Maybe you're right.
Hang up an old bed sheet in the garage and when rope is needed tear off a strip, give it a twist to give it some backbone and Robert's your relative.
Now that's thinking outside the box. I have a few old sheets which I use when painting or sweeping the chimney [and they also come in handy if visitors want to stay overnight]. I can see my work will be cut out tomorrow along with the sheets……
Does no-one collect cardboard to raise funds? My sister takes all of our cardboard for a local carnival club who seem to have a market for such stuff.
Not around here, they don't. Your sister is welcome to collect my lot if she wants?
Don't see why you just don't burn the stuff – local authority will just export it to be chucked in some river – recycle – assholes.
I used to burn stuff, but after I set fire to my woodland a couple of times I decided bonfires were a thing of the past. The only other place to burn anything is in the middle of my lawn and I don't fancy that big black patch again. The last one took years to grow over.