Clearouts

I've been working my way through piles of pre-historic paperwork again, in an effort to finally render my filing system operational again. In one sense, this gives me joy, because I get to shred things, and things are always better when you have stuff to shred (modulo getting overenthusiastic and overheating the shredder), which means my green recycling box is now lined with multicoloured confetti. However, there are the less good things like finding photos of yourself from ten years ago and thinking "my, but haven't I turned into a total lardbucket".