Did she or didn't she?

Morning in Zac's cleaning and sorting out clothes resulting in another eight bags to go to the charity shop. The stuff I sent for recycling? Turns out it failed quality control. So we didn't get paid for it but at least it's gone.

I think the company I originally contacted has been taken over by a larger firm and they've narrowed their requirements. Annoying but nothing to do about it.

Afternoon a couple of hours in the garden starting the job of clearing bamboo roots. While I know I'll never get rid of them completely I can let them know they've got a fight on their hands.

No treasure again but one glass jar and two large stone slabs.

Then when I got too hot I sat down in the sunshine and read my book. I am engrossed in it! It's called The Girl in Cell A by Vaseem Khan. A girl found guilty of murder when she was seventeen is released and returns to her home town. She has dissociative amnesia and can't remember what happened but believes that she is innocent. So half the story covers the sessions with the psychologist trying to release the memories. I should finish it this evening. I so hope she finds she is innocent. 

Oh yes, and the insurance taken out by Uncle in 1965 and forgotten about will be paid to me. It's less than a thousand but still a pleasant surprise.