f**kin awsome. My house is full of shit, but it's not mine, it's my missus and kids. The f**kers collect anything they find, f**king bags, shoes, fridge magnets.... If there is something in the street thats not dogshit my kids bring it home, the youngest one brought home a budgie in a rusty cage once. I have no f**kin Idea where he got that from, the nearest pet shop is 8 miles away and he was 7, it remains a mystery. The weirdest thing I have seen for real was my mates dad. He collected the observer newspaper, in his loft was a couple of tons of newspapers, no shit. How the f**k his roof didn't collapse is a mystery. His reason for keeping them was that he might remember something and want to read it again......hmmm. Matt