There’s a house on a busy road. The same owner has lived there since the day it was built. Over the years the environment and surroundings have taken its toll on the exterior of the house but everytime a crack appears in the brickwork the owner is quick to fill it in, cover it up and give it a fresh lick of paint. The house to the outside eye is in great condition but when you step through the front door the house is a mess. Imagine a hoarders house, clutter and mess everywhere, the majority of stuff is broke and the owner doesn’t know how to fix them but they hold onto them because they don’t know how or they haven’t got the strength to throw them away. People have entered the house in the past, they have broken things, they have stolen things which cannot be replaced, they have brought joy and also sadness. There are people, that the owner knows, that can help. They can fix the broken things or help clear the mess and throw things away but the owner is too proud to ask.