Well, with her book, at least. The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying. At the end of last year I decided to move house, move right away, go and live by the sea in Wales or somewhere else wild.

And then I came back home after a wonderful New Year Celebration in Cornwall, complete with my vision board containing pictures of wolves and rugged coastlines and sunsets, and I had a look around my house.

I’ve got a lot of stuff.

I remembered being told about this Japanese book nearly a year ago that was brilliant for dealing with stuff. I found out what it was called and bought it. I bought it on Kindle because I have a huge number of books already, so I thought it best not to immediately add to my collection at a time of rationalisation.

I am now a total Marie Kondo groupie. In a nutshell, every item I own has to pass the joy test. I pick it up, whatever it is, and ask “Does this bring me joy?” If it doesn’t it goes. However before that it is important to decide what sort of a home I want. I haven’t ever thought about that, not in a total way. I just live here. But now is the time. And fresh from vision boarding in Cornwall, I vision boarded my house, and I realised that my house is not at all how I want it to be, even without the stuff. I use my bedroom as an office and writing space and it contains many, many books. I want a bedroom that is a bedroom.

So my first step is to clear out all the non sleeping items from my bedroom. This has taken the first week and I’m not done yet. I have decided to take six months doing this, making this house perfect for me, as perfect as it can be, and then if I still want to move somewhere wild, I will.

And I will let Marie Kondo hold my hand all the way. I’m trying to learn how to fold t-shirts in squares and store them on edge like books. And did you know socks hate being made into balls?