Feeling all fired up after my conversation with Tink about decluttering, I cast about for something I could do straight away, and bethought me of the beanbag in the corner of my living-room that I’ve been half-considering storing in my dad’s attic, since I don’t want to get rid of it but don’t really have the space for it and it’s far too easy to just dump stuff on top of it. I had an even better idea, though, and called Little Bro – who I knew was looking for another one – to ask if he wanted mine on indefinite loan until such time as I have a bigger place, and he was delighted. So I free up a few square feet of floor space, he gets some use out of it, and it’s still there when I want it back – everyone wins :o)