Expecting a call that something has gone horribly wrong with son moving stuff tonight. Seems he couldn't wait for girlfriends dad to help with his van on Monday....sent a photo of his Corsa with the back seats down and attempting to get the double bed in for it's 3 mile journey
Got a photo of one bed bases sitting in the hotel carpark where he parks , ten minutes walk away. Then a message he's had to carry it back up the stairs to his third floor flat again.....wouldn't fit
Girlfriends parents have very kindly helped him move his bed, washing machine and fridge out today in their van and zafira. I went down to Worcester tonight to help move most of his other stuff out. Better lose some weight when I get on those scales tomorrow! 2 solid hours of up and down 80 steps to his flat , down the alleyway and running across a busy dual carriageway to my car in the nearest carpark. (pity you still have to feed the meter at night down there) Amazing what you can get in a small new Viva!
Luckily got all the important stuff out as slutty flatmate was not happy when she returned to find he was moving his stuff out. Heard something launched across her bedroom as we were leaving with the final pile for the night...
Stood looking like a homeless person with the rest of the stuff while son went to get his car closer.
Spent hours unpacking everything back at the house. For some reason he thought
I'd be able to plumb the washing machine in ...
With our botched efforts resulting in a bit of a leak under the sink when we turned it on, now got girlfriends electrician dad to come and see if he can sort it tomorrow.
Not long got back with a full basket of washing, first load in and many more to go in readiness for tomorrow nights (or rather tonight now) trip to take it back all clean and ironed before he shoots off on his hols.
But SO happy that he is now actually living in his own nice little house