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| Found in attic: would-be decluttering manifesto? |
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| My commissioning letter from Vogue...and my kill fee. |
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| My baby shoes. I had big feet even then! |
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| Polaroids from Kiss FM days |
Sunday, 1 July 2012
The Madwoman in the Attic
I had an urge today to clean the attic. Call it a whim or call it residual kickback from my current decluttering mission. Since I had divested myself of vestigial clothing, the urge to purge my past loomed large. You see yesterday marked my 6-year anniversary since moving into my current digs. In those 6 years I haven't touched the boxes that made their way from East London to Dublin; that is, until today. It felt like I was opening a time capsule: floppy disks, slides, photography negatives, operation manuals for old Nokia handsets. Amidst the detritus, I did manage to find some real genuine keepsakes. Take a look...
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