A thread on Metafilter leads me to some decluttering sites. Reading all this advice is almost (but I admit not quite) as good as following it. I do clean the bathroom, though.
One thing I notice about all the sites is that they are made by and aimed at what I believe are referred to as homemakers. That is to say, housewives. I have a feeling i wouldn’t be welcome in their fora unless I was prepared to call myself Cindy. Or possibly Mindy. I think I should give up on the idea and learn to love the mess, before the notion of being called Mindy starts to appeal.
I also join a European summer-themed CD-burning ring called A Midsummer Night’s Burn, which puts me in mind of one of those wild Finnish parties.
To the gym in the afternoon, with about an hour before closing, where I forgo running or simulated ski-walking in favour of the Hot Room. However it transpires that the Hot Room has been turned off, presumably to save the woman on reception time at the end of the day. Because obviously the gym is run for the benefit of its employees.
I then eat a lot of Rice With Stuff and watch a lot of other Seinfelds, until the tape runs out. I then cast around for other things to divert me. There’s a box I put videos in to get them out of the way. It is at the bottom of a stack of boxes, but if I reach my hand in I can pick them out one by one. A sort of lucky dip. I find an old tape of MTV’s overnight broadcast about ten years ago (a good place to hoover up a variety of videos and idents) How time have changed – when I first watched the tape I wondered what Midnight Oil’s song Truganini might be about (specifically – I got the gist. Midnight Oil are admirably committed but not overly subtle) And now I have the internet to look it up on. Very interesting.
I also find a BBC2 themed Doctor Who Night from a few years ago. Not a very long time, but it’s interesting that if it were made today most of the running time would be spent with talking heads of Celebrity Nonentities (Jamie Theakston, Some Bloke Out of Westlife) wittering on about hiding behind the sofa. And the original theme night seemed a bit dumbed down. If you listen carefuly you can hear standards falling everywhere.
That said, I also find a link to an online version of The Manual by the Justified Anciants of Mu Mu, a.k.a. The Timelords a.k.a. The JAMs a.k.a.the KLF. It really is remarkably good, and mostly relevant even today. I think even the stuff about recording studios still works even though (as they put it) "the Japanese … have delivered the technology and then brought the price of it down so that you can do the whole thing at home". Prescient, that.
The lucky dip also provides me with Sir Henry at Rawlinson End. I think it looks a lot better these days, but then everything does. This tape also contained adverts from the time it was recorded (approximately 1985) which, because they are now seventeen years old, offer a Fascinating Insight.