Is the rise of storage units costing us dear?
There’s a word that strikes fear into many a man, myself included, and that word is ‘storage’. It’s a word I heard all too often when I was moving house, and it’s one of those things Mrs Simms feels she has to comment on in friends’ houses when she notes that they have lots of it. Storage, it seems to me, always refers to what might have been a usefully big sized room, partitioned to the least aesthetically pleasing effect, and with the final insult of an ugly MDF door thrown across the front with the least possible regard for design, ergonomics and decorative intent.
