*raises right hand*

I swear I will never get this bad.

Okay. Pinky swear?

Over the 20 years that I’ve restored old bikes and stripped them for bits, the ever-expanding collection of parts I’ve taken off has moved with me from house to house without ever being seriously weeded. It now fills a garage. I know very well that I have, for example, a Duraglit tin containing bulbs for Sturmey-Archer headlamps, but doubt I’ll ever find it again.

via Bike to basics: the joy and pain of restoring old bicycles | Brian Perkins | Environment | guardian.co.uk.