Of all the days that could have been, I did not want to exchange today, but at 4.30 pm I got a call from the agent saying everything was in place.\u00a0 Luckily my solicitor had bunked off early and nobody could get hold of him so I don’t look like a superstitious clot (or uglystitious as my sister would say).<\/p>\n
Anyway, Monday it is, which is lovely because we’re going on a road trip to collect another piece of rubbish requiring refurbishment that will need to be stored for a project at a later date.\u00a0 No project will ever be forthcoming and our storage facility is currently stuffed with unnecessary crap.\u00a0 We have half an apple press, some wood turning machines and tons of wood, just bits of wood, I am reliably informed that they are special bits of wood, but it just looks like old planks to me.<\/p>\n
Now that it’s really happening I shall have to make my best effort to organise this family into packing their belongings and finding alternative accommodation, I’ve packed the bell tent so Jamar’s garden is a no go.<\/p>\n
Seventeen days and counting!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Of all the days that could have been, I did not want to exchange today, but at 4.30 pm I got a call from the agent saying everything was in place.\u00a0 Luckily my solicitor had bunked off early and nobody could get hold of him so I don’t look like a superstitious clot (or uglystitious … <\/p>\n