I think it's a generation thing as well
@biggsy, when my dad passed i was given all his fishing gear. tools, "niknaks" and other DIY associated stuff, when my grandad passed again i inherited all the tools etc.... they came from a time of "mend and make do" or just DIY/build/repair.
Now-a-days kids and the younger generations (i'm still a youngster at 47 but older than the throwaways) have got used to a disposable society, it's scary just how many 20 somethings can't change a plug, can't set up an aerial, can't change a bulb in their cars, can't change the bushes in a powertool, vacuum etc etc.
Now, if something goes wrong they pay someone to fix it or just throw it away and buy a new one!
Then, the same people claim they are saving the planet by recycling and it's the older generations that ruined it...even though we used to have glass bottles which were washed and returned, milk delivered by an electric vehicle, nappies which were washed and reused, very few housholds had a car let alone a car each, i used to hate fridays because it was shopping day and that meant getting home from school, getting changed, walking into town and then getting on the bus home with my rucksack full of shopping and carrier bags digging into my fingers..... now they get in their car to drive 500yrds to the shop[ for a plastic bottle of watered down milk!
I took all the bedding, clothes, towels etc from my grandads house to the local hospice charity shop and handed them the lot, while there i arranged a time for them to come and collect all the furniture that was unwanted by anyone in the family and they collected the lot.
I found 6 sleeping bags and along with another 5 from my own house and the big "winter coats" my grandparents had i took them to the local homeless charity who turned their nose up at them because they smelt "musty"... i'm pretty sure some poor sod freezing in a box wouldn't really give a toss what it smelt like but i took them to the local sally army instead and they couldn't thank me enough.
I'm a sod for for digging through other peoples junk, D goes mental at me sometimes when i come home with "junk" untill i make use of it and she admits it was "ok so you needed it" kind of thing, she knows i've always wanted to buy an old farmstead or similar with a cellar and outbuildings but she also knows i'll fill the bloody lot up with what she considers "junk"
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