Things you just can't get rid of

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[Vapin' Joe]

I've got a CTC diary from 1970.

Totally useless but I would never bin it.

 

[summerdays]

I'm a hoarder so I find it difficult to get of anything with emotional attachment or memories.

 

[Ganymede]

[QUOTE 3145835, member: 76"]I am having a right old clear-out at the moment, like my Nan did just before she died. Anyway, I have been brutal, some of my Army kit, loads of the kids old toys, even my skis as I won't be doing them justice anymore. All sorts of stuff, then I came to the Decathlon 7.0 kids racing bike. Now this is way too small for the kids, they have Triban 3s in varying sizes, but I just can't let it go. I know I should, and as they have grown out of other bikes they are sold straight away, no emotional messing at all. BUT this one......I just can't do it! They have both won their first race on it, MissUser76 has cycled 50 miles through Northern France on it, they both did their first triathlon on it, they cycled to school on it for 3 years.

I am being stupidly over-emotional about a bike aren't I? Do you have anything like this? The one thing that you just seem to bear to part with for some peculiar emotional reason?[/QUOTE]
You've had a powerful emotional reaction to an object which has served you and your much loved children well, but which you can't use. It's legitimate!

However, after a while I suspect the painful idea that you should get rid of it will become less painful, and you'll think of someone who could really, really use the kind of experience that you gave your kids by buying them that bike and encouraging them on it.

Like on this post: http://www.cyclechat.net/threads/an...earted-cyclists-of-north-east-england.157369/ - some appropriate cause or family or individual will present itself.

Then you'll give it away with a warm feeling, and pass on the joy. (And free up a bit of space in your shed, of course.)

 

[shouldbeinbed]

put a frame round it and hang it as a piece of art.

 

[swee'pea99]

Reminds me of the old joke about what's the difference between herpes and true love?






Herpes is forever.

 

[Cubist]

My kids had one of those aluminium micro scooters. I really, really can't see the point in them. Cubester eschewed it for a skateboard, and Cubette didn't spend much time riding it, but Dan from next door loved it. We have a steeply sloping concrete drive, and the sound of Dan riding it down for longer than a few nominal minutes sent me round the twist. Now, nothing against Dan really, but he is the same age as my two, and when they were in primary school Dan used to come round and play a lot. He spent a lot of time with Cubette, rather than Cubester, as she had a nice Barbie Palace and he enjoyed playing Princess games with her. He also used to play in the same Rugby team as Cubester, but gave up when they played full contact, spending more time in tears than on the pitch. He used to go to the same high school, but claimed he was bullied, but according to Cubette the kids on the bus just shouted at him to stop singing High School Musical numbers a the top of his voice. Just sayin'

Anyway, the scooter used to live in the garage, and being an awkward shape never stayed in the same place twice. It used to appear and fall on me every time I wanted to reach something down from a shelf, or move one of the bikes to find it was lodged behind it, with the stupid foam handles tangled in the brake hoses. I learned to hate it beyond measure, irrationally associating it with Dan, who far from being a victim, was actually a thoroughly nasty piece of work, making up lies about all the nasty boys at school. Cubester tried hard to teach him to be a bit more streetwise, but he ended up telling a provable pack of lies about him too.

I eventually hid the scooter in the roof beams in the garage, but one day it fell on me when I was getting some camping kit down, so I threw it back up, whereupon it bounced off one of the surfboards and hit me on the head. Attracted by the sweary noises from the garage the kids came out in time to see me rendering the bastard thing unrideable with a sledgehammer.

I was due to visit the tip, so it went in with half a dozen old paint tins, some rubble sacks full of tiles and a bag of weeds from the front garden. When I got back from the tip,I glanced in through the back window of the car to see some familiar foam grips mocking me from the boot floor. I'd brought the f*cking thing home with me.

 

[Sharky]

I've got a CTC diary from 1970.

Totally useless but I would never bin it.

Love those ctc diaries, with the daily mileage records - much better than strava! Mine might be a bit older then yours and mine will never get thrown out.

Cheers Keith

 

[BigonaBianchi]

im currently on the move so sorting and throwing selling stuff as well. I have some things related to my sons chidhood i just cant throw. I could never sell shinto, my dawes galaxy that got me across the states either.

 

[ColinJ]

Debt?

 

[Accy cyclist]

My dad's shed contents.He told me to empty the thing before he died 13 years ago but all the stuff is still there gathering dust and rusting! I can't throw away 40 years of his life.

 

[KneesUp]

I have one small box in which I have a few items of DDs baby clothes. I try very hard not to keep hold of 'stuff' though.

 

[EltonFrog]

My old Action Man, that and my bag of marbles are the only things I have left from my childhood.

 

[threebikesmcginty]

My old Action Man, that and my bag of marbles are the only things I have left from my childhood.

I thought you'd lost your marbles.

 

[EltonFrog]

I thought you'd lost your marbles.

I see what you did there. You made a joke. Very good.