I'm a list person, I can't do anything until I have a made a list, but today I'm not talking about my "to do" list, my Christmas card list, people who have pissed me off list (now running into four pages) or my symptoms that have started to materialise as I get older list (five pages).
My bucket list doesn't include life-enhancing projects like sky-diving, visiting the Taj Mahal, climbing Mount Everest or wangling a snog with George Clooney. No, mine is down-to-earth and altogether more achievable.
My bucket list includes one word: bucket. Yes, my old one has sprung a leak and I need to get to a DIY store and buy a new one "toot sweet".
What do you reckon? Workmanlike black or a racy red? Do I need one of those little mop-squeezer appendages or shall I go minimalist? Do I want one with a lid or au naturel? Should it be made of rubber, plastic, aluminium or a fancy-pantzy one of bronze like they used for ceremonies in days gone by? No, of course not, I'm getting carried away.
Should I go for the lazy option and get one with wheels? Ooo, how about one with two handles - one for carrying and one for pushing along?
I might even get two - one for everyday and one for best.
So, must go. I have a lot of research to do on the internet. Do you think there are bucket forums?
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