You never know...

...when one might need a box!

Our planned garden job had to be scrapped this morning due to persistent rain. Instead, we thought it would be a good idea to see if there were any odd boxes in the loft that we could squeeze into the skip, (which we have until Tuesday following some work we've had done in the garden).  Unfortunately, there were too many so we now have to take them to the Tip Recycling Centre in the car.

You know what it's like...one buys something new (often online these days) and just in case it breaks or goes wrong the box it came in goes in the loft and before you know it they've multiplied.  

The extra is what we were left with after M and I spent ages peeling off all the sellotape and labels and separating all the packaging that can't be recycled.

Ziggy usually loves exploring boxes and he is particularly fond of sellotape, in fact we have to stop him chewing it.  However, I think he had a long night of hunting last night and probably had a 'take-away' as he wasn't that hungry when he came back this morning and retreated under the bed, where he is fast asleep, so he missed all the fun.