It was because of all the ruddy paper dust! I found myself holding my forehead in exactly the same manner as Granddad used to, and my nose was blocked solid for about 3 hours after I left!
Anyway, Sunday afternoon was spent hip deep in old paperwork. Nothing “new” to report from it, and as regards this sort through it. I think we’ve broken the back of it though, we’ve created 7 bags of recycling so far, and found lots of relevant paperwork amoungst the envelopes. We even found a still valid bankbook shoved in one of Nany’s old handbags, rather than i the organised folder, so that is all good.
Not sure when we are going in next. but I’m not looking forward to the sinus pain from it, I can tell you.
We also found some bits and bobs relating to me. I discovered that I sign my name now in the same sort of way that my Dad did in 1971, which was very freeky.