Sifting and sorting with joy

Friend Jan phones to ask if I’d like to buy his grandmother’s old pump organ.

He is scaling down big time, he explains, moving house one last time. Actually, he corrects himself, it’s the penultimate move, the last one being the ABF (absolute bloody final), which is strictly speaking not a move, it’s more of an exit – into eternity.

For now, he’s moving to a cosy little place in a retirement village.