Just an update on my past request for advice.
The books have sat in a corner of the spare bedroom in a box for the past four months.
Yesterday, I took them to a charity shop, not in our town, that I knew had a dedicated book room. To my delight, they accepted them, said they would try and sell them, but if not, would be ‘recycled’ in some way. Would not go to landfill.
Felt a bit sad, daft I know,
but quite liberated
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AIBU To Be So Annoyed at the Stupidity of This
Father's Day Sunday — nobody makes cards for this type of dad



