The move went as well as could be expected. My two days off turned into the whole week due to issues with the electrics and the heating in the new house. The removal men arrived at midday on Wednesday, took one look at all the boxes and then did sharp intakes of breath. They then got on the phone to their boss. After the call he said that the original quote was too little and more men and possibly another van would be required. After I actually got a figure out of the guy the cost had risen by £150. There’s not a lot you can do when you have to be out of the property so I agreed. The phrase ‘over a barrel’ springs to mind.
So they started shifted the boxes at 12.30pm and hadn’t finished until almost 6pm by which time three more blokes had arrived and another Luton van. Luckily there was no sign of our buyers who were due to arrive at 5.30pm. The new house is lovely although not without it’s little niggles. Things such as the dodgy central heating timer and the pathetic drip that calls itself a shower. It’s also extremely cold even with the heating on full blast. Maybe this is because the property has been vacant for so long and it takes time to warm up. The rooms are nice and big though and there is plenty of space for our stuff. The room for potential is huge, it just will take some hard work and hard cash to get there!
We took the obligatory trip to Ikea to get all our bits and pieces. We ended up with three trolleys crocodiling our way across the self-serve area. We bought two sofas (one a sofa bed), two wardrobes, two bedside tables, a chest of drawers and three Billy bookcases. So you can see what I will be doing in the forthcoming week. Screwdriver at the ready…