Time to LET GO
‘I don’t think the jumble sale would have you…’
“You’ll have to imagine this week that I am standing by the fireplace, and looking sternly at you through a lorgnette, those spectacles that are worn solely by aunts in PG Wodehouse novels to terrify their quivering and spineless nephews.
Sit up straight then and concentrate because we are about to discuss a serious issue. Well, fairly serious. The thing is, have we reached ‘peak jumble’?
Our charity shop is currently bursting at the seams. We
