today we are mostly moving
We made it to half term. Actually I think we did better than that. Work has been good, not in a way where I think I’m making a huge mistake by leaving, but it’s had its moments of ‘things happening’ and fun. C continued to the last minute sticking stuff in boxes and labeling in way that would be acceptable to the National Socialist Party. By Friday we were ready.
lens is not wide enough to show whole van
Saturday saw us pick up the van. C had ordered a normal transit type thing, but I upgraded to a white van the size of Hertfordshire. And we needed it. It took us about 5 hours to pack it (carefully) – if you’re going to save stuff for the dribbling stage, it might as well be in good nick when you collect it. I now know why we have so many bed sheets and blankets.
I was worried. First I didn’t really want all of Jen’s neighbours seeing us unpack our worldy belongings into a lock up. Second I feared the garage
back wall of garage
would be too small. Van = Hertfordshire. Garage = Rutland. I needn’t have worried. I underestimated the acreage of the garage and whilst it’s packed full (and we have a little more stuff to bring down) we managed. And nothing really broke in the process.
Got back home on the Saturday for the second (smaller) pack of the pine furniture to go to Bex. I write this first bit just before we head off to Birmingham. Here we will unload the kit into Bex’s new place for next year and, by the way, meet the new man. As a father I’m never sure what I think about Bex and men. Probably v much to her embarrassment I shall let you know when we get back from Birmingham later today…….
Back from Birmingham. All’s well with man (Steven) and dropping off our kit to fill her new room. She’s living with friends of hers from church next year whilst continuing to work in Wolverhampton. Drove back to Wells, filled the van with fuel (£50) and dropped it back at the hirers. Bex and man turning up tomorrow to pick up her car and spend a couple of half term days with us.
It would, I guess, be wrong to sign off without a few words about a couple of current affairs that have sparked interest. First the EU elections. What will it be like in Strasbourg waking up on Tuesday morning? I don’t know the details, but it seems a large percentage of MPs are now far right and far left souls. Mr Farage (a little toad-like don’t you think?) will now be joined by a rowdy group of very well paid Eurosceptics without a single strategic thought between all of them. Anti-austerity nationalism, underpinned by a huge slice of xenophobia, will echo round the parliamentary chambers. The good news for us idle folk who couldn’t be bothered to vote is that even if they were to come together and deliver some outrageous policy or other, the resultant law(s) will be ignored by the French, be too expensive to implement for the Greeks, Spanish, Italians and Portugese and would be unconstitutional in Germany. We, of course, will implement the laws efficiently but with a dose of pragmatism. The only discernible outcome will be The Mail’s recurrent headlines which will follow the theme of “Disaster – where have all the plasterers gone?”
Much more fun (and certainly much more interesting): how did McIlroy win the PGA Championships? And can England string two decent innings together?