Clearing the Loft

I've being clearing out my loft today. I always have good fun doing so, because I always come across something that I forgot about. A couple of years ago, I found a glove puppet I was given when I was a small child, and last year, I came across a Bob Dylan LP that my Dad gave me about twenty years ago. This year, I found a collection of Beatrix Potter stories that I was given to by my mother when I was about five (which is very convenient, because my cousin's boy, who is about the same age as I was, needs something to read, so I'm going to print off for him Peter Rabbit and Jemima Puddle-Duck). I also found a bunch of puzzles with a lot of pieces missing, which is very irritating, but I have found my old copy of Chariots of the Gods, which is great news.

And still have a cold. I'll never get shut of it. My cough has worsened, much to the vexation of anyone within ten feet of me.