It's the season of hard rubbish collections, the time of the year during which Prudence finds herself conflicted.
On the one hand there are such treasures outside every second house, just waiting for a touch of love and creativity.
On the other, Prudence knows that, despite her best - and greenest - intentions, these objets will never truly know their true d'art nature.
Prudence, if she's honest with herself, just doesn't have the time, skill, motivation or tools to transform them.
The trucks come this week.