I stared at all of those pictures and started from the left, taking them down. Life was packed with pictures. When you tore out one, you’d have to make room for another. I was married now. I had to move house and I was selling my old one which I shared with a few flatmates. I took down pictures gradually, trying to keep them intact and placing them carefully into a small cardboard box. Life was packed with memories, some happy and some sad. All you had to do, was pack them into a box and move on.