Socket to me

We’re firmly into ‘emergency blip’ territory here.  Whenever I drive into town I pass the local tip, which means that if I have anything I want to take there, I just put it into the boot of the car and call in on the way past.  Since the tips re-opened after the lockdown you have to make an appointment which I didn’t think was worthwhile for a large cardboard box and a rusty Yorkshire pudding tin that have been rattling round the car for a while.  Of course, appointments have been rarer than hen’s teeth so I’ve not been able to get one but I looked this morning and managed to get an appointment for Thursday afternoon.  That seemed like a good excuse for a clear out so I’ve been spending the day reorganising the shed and finding things to chuck.  Which in turn means that this will have to do for today’s blip.