In January, I wrote several times about my ambition to try and get rid of, to cast off, something for every day of the year… things I no longer use/like/need/want/don’t fit/never fitted/are broken…
I have to confess, that although I have continued to do my best, I haven’t necessarily on each single day picked out a particular thing – although on have on many days. So here are twenty-nine things which have gone to someone else, to a charity shop, into the recycling or in the last resource, into the bin!
- a pair of black, leather, heeled ankle boots – they are almost identical to another pair I have and they are not as comfortable
- my MA thesis
- a long-sleeved pink top… love the colour but it is really too tight
- books… various
- CDs…. ditto
- DVD… the extra two copies I still have of ‘Hot Fuzz’… it might be my favourite film but I don’t need three copies of it
- kitchen stuff, including two casserole dishes, some large serving dishes and some tools (I tried to get rid of a large ceramic fruit bowl but my husband rescued it
- a very favourite black coat with a broken zip
- some scarves – I have been so lucky to have been given some lovely new ones recently, so some of the old drab ones can go
- old make-up… maybe I will treat myself to some new stuff… but maybe not until next month
- this may seem silly, but those who know me in real life will understand this – two anonymous very old and sticky stock cubes… I didn’t know what they were…
- ditto some spice mix which had stuck to the bottom of the jar
- a pair of ‘smart’ navy trousers which don’t actually fit, I don’t like and I’ve never worn
- a very large grey jug, very, very large
- an insulated screw topped plastic container to take for lunch (it was actually quite expensive, but we’ve only used it once)
- a coffee jug – cafetiere sort
- more old cutlery
- a large metal sieve
- a set of serving dishes for chutney
- sssssh… old underwear
- more old stories which are really of not interest and are frankly embarrassing
- recipe cards from supermarkets
- I don’t know if this counts as casting off… but I’m going to count it as casting off… I’m working my way through the lentils, dried beans, dried peas that are in the plastic box in the kitchen cupboard. I am the only one in the family who likes them, and when I see packets of them in the shops looking so enticing I can’t resist buying them… so i am using up the beans/pulses/peas etc. It’s taking a while because I’m the only one who likes them
- stuff in the freezer… anonymous stuff… peculiar bags of goo… Savoury goo I’ve made into soup – and all that I’ve made has been delicious, although the one which had the beetroot purée in it was an alarming colour; fruity goo has been mixed with yoghurt, put into cakes, and generally consumed
- pictures stored here on the computer… so many are not very good, and there are lots of doubles
- old physical photographs; particularly those I have inherited from an aunty – I’m scanning all the ones of any interest (and I’m being generous in my decision on how interesting ‘any interest’ can be) so they will be saved – and I am thinking of starting a private family Facebook group so others can share and see
- old lessons and activities… they might come in useful… No, they won’t come in useful
- games with bits missing
- gift bags… when people give wine or spirits as a gift, sometimes they very kindly put it into a lovely gift bag… so thoughtful… but I have over twenty gift bags (does this say something about me?) They are all in perfect condition, so they are going to a charity shop
I must try through March to keep a better record of my ‘cast-off’s…

Years ago when I worked for a drug treatment agency a teacher I knew asked me to take a look at some stuff they had confiscated off a kid so they would know whether to phone the police or not. It was old sticky well past their sellby date stock cubes. Little lad had chopped them up, wrapped them in cling film and sold them in school as hashish.
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How very entrepreneurial!!! What a great story!
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yay going well 😉
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A tight pink top and black leather boots and the keys to your Harley Davidson. From your biker chick phase?
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Oh you do make me laugh!!!!!
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