in a town North West of England. A town where a daughter went to uni. A town now settled with a boy there who comes from Staffordshire...
They live in an quiet oasis on the edge of a town centre in a Grade II listed railway cottage.
It is a beautiful setting for a town considered the butt of much. The stumbling block of a holiday romance pursed by a bloke who said the same of all those I have been in contact with up here, Even though the attempt was rebuffed by myself. the conversations of life about the town, carried on.
Yesterday the rupture of time away was interacted with that of a daughter coming home from work. Her arms laden with a certain store who had given donations to the charity!
YIKES!
My daughter knew my reaction would be indifference in the products and more at the hoard of this, that would have gone to landfill ...
Yes, a better place in using goods, only in the rabble of those with my daughter, they threw over armfuls of the same products that would never be physical used by one family ... let alone one person ... This is not the first time... we have seen this ...
The laws governing sells of goods. The uneven distribution world wide ...
It would be better to put some of these goods in store for first come ... first served ... I too have seen this in the past sold at a penny ... it would soon leaves the store ...
The needy actually getting some products ... the right distribution methods ... before it is filtered through!
These products on this particular batch were apart from beverages non perishable ...
All in all ... It ends up with a portion used, though those with hoard tendencies, gather in abundance eventually going to landfill anyway! The impossibility of ever using what is shoved out of sight, or the quantity...
Yes experience of living with two hoarders speaks!
... and the products offered to help your self to on this occasion ranged from Travel plugs for America or New Zealand, to air freshener for the car, stationery, device covers, cleaning products Sun screen to name some ...
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