I have to clean up the other side of my spare room sometime this weekend.
2 weeks ago on one of my early cleaning binges I forgot that I may find bottles there. It was quite a shock to be merrily sorting through boxes and baskets of clothes and books (feeling useful, sober and proud of the cleanup) and the next minute see bottles...and worse still...wine casks that I'd snipped the edges off the silver bladders to extract as much alcohol as possible out of them.
Horrifying.