Monday, 8 May 2017

Moving Day


Today was moving day.  A full size removal van turned up at half eight.  It wasn’t Pickfords but a local company; the three young chaps seemed to know what they were doing.  It took them just two hours to load the contents of Kat’s flat into the van.  Paul and I drove on ahead so that we could be back at our place ready to meet them.  I’m still not sure how they did it but they managed to get to our flat in Calne before us!

With careful manoeuvering the removal guys almost managed to reverse the van into the courtyard but were foiled at the last moment by an overhanging satellite dish.  Twang!  I think our neighbour may have trouble with their television reception tonight.  They had to leave the van parked on the road and carry everything across the courtyard.  Thank goodness it wasn't raining.

My dining room is now Kat’s bedroom and the rest of her furniture is packed neatly into our garage.  I’m amazed it all fits in there so easily.

temporary disarray in my sitting room

Tomorrow we start the clean up and preparing the empty flat for new tenants.  I really think I should just have stayed behind in France to look after the garden.

two teddy escapees



16 comments:

  1. The white one is a mummin,good thing that they are not in the plastic bags any more.

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    1. Ha-ha, you're right, he's a moomin!

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  2. I have nominated you and Paul to be "Mum and Dad of the Year" in "Parenting" magazine. First prize is a pair of glowing halos.

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    1. A prize richly deserved I think.

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  3. Ahhh yes. Currently ours is going through the three tons of things she brought back from university. She is taking all the laundry baskets from throughout the house. We will miss them when they finally leave the nest. -Jenn

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    1. Kat left our nest (she would say we tipped her out) twelve years ago so I'm not sure how she's wriggled her way back in.

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  4. Maybe you should have asked the non-Pickford's folk to drive down here, and pop everything into your barn, where it would be well out of the way.

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    1. There would definitely have been more room.

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  5. What we do for our children... :)
    Greetings Maria x

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    1. We will always help them while we still can.

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  6. My Dad always used to say that 'with a daughter the first .. .(insert current age of me at the time).. years are the worst'.

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    1. He was right. It doesn't seem to get any easier.

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  7. Give yourselves a big pat on the back, and a well deserved glass of wine !

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  8. They call them the boomerang generation because they keep coming back !
    Well done anyway.

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    1. It's a good description for them, that's for sure.

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