At going home time, it all went a little crazy. We waited for Erin who was sad because somebody had stolen her brand new pencil case with all her favourite pens in. She came out a little wobbly, but I cheered her up. We walked up the road. And we went home to a completely new house. See us here in the doorway with one of my minions bringing boxed tribute.
[Insert for the things I don't know about. The removals men arrived early. We saved a bit of space in the road for them and they vied with the workmen refitting the bus stop for space. The PSU on the computer died, hence the late post. The former owner of our new house heard the words "BREACH OF CONTRACT" from the solicitor and sped to the south coast to do a couple of tip trips and get "We take away your scrap metal free" Man to help him take away the vast amount of poo he'd left behind. At some point during his to-ing and fro-ing he dropped the house keys out of his tracksuit. Bud went round with his illegally obtained garage key and helped him offload (and save a couple of interesting items, more on that later). The removals men finished loading and keys were exchanged. But there were no keys from previous owner so while New Internet Man and Removals Men were working, New Lock Emergency Callout At High Prices Man joined in. Boxes arrived at a rate of knots as 6 (count them:6) removals men with their fancy new lorry unloaded hastily so they could repair to the local hostelry. And then I got there, and got in the way.]
So Bud quoth: let us go and pick up the repaired PC, and get out of her way. We did. When we got back, Jof was going spare having cleaned 2 houses in 1 day, dog hair abounding with much hoovering yet to go. The removals men had gone. I jumped up and down and was told not to, totally, 'cos many of the floorboards are loose or actually missing. We moved boxes around. We reconstructed the beds. We all crapped mightily, which is difficult in a new house with holes in the floor and unknown light switches labelled "Not required" and taps that you don't know what they do and dog hair everywhere and everything's in the wrong room oh dear.
We investigated the loft which is, frankly, vast. There's a few extra items, chairs, doors, oxyacetylene blowtorch kit, cricket bat, a sword, apparently, but it won't take us long to set up the tennis court.
So even though we're directly opposite the Wok Like A Man chinese takeaway we drove to the Deep Blue and bought horses' willies and chips and I didn't even have a shower and I went to bed in a new room with single-glazed windows by the road and I have to wear shoes all the time because of the nails sticking up and the snore...............This post may be added to later. Possibly.
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