Another morning, another lot of volunteer work. No stupendous notes today, but we sure filled our complement of rubbish with the number of sheets that came in. Don't get me wrong, I was grateful they were handily clumped together in bags so upon noticing the first brown tide marks and stains we could lob the whole lot out. Sometimes we just get person load of clothes, all nicely wrapped up in a dirty sheet still warm from the bed. mmmmm mmmmm. I am glad we wear gloves. Mine are a gardening pair by the way, and I am in the market for something more stylish. I take a size 7 1/4 if there are any benefactors out there.
I suppose the best find of today was the trousers-stockings-underwear combo, all locked in an unholy embrace from someone having taken them all off at once, quickly.
I hope that whatever urgent business required such speedy removal, and no it was not diarrhoea, did not take place against the op shop donation bin. And if it did, I hope the person managed to retrieve a new outfit to get home in, or I fear for their kidneys.
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