What could be more white-van-manly than a trip to B&Q? What a joyous manly experience. And being so right on I also picked up a copy of the Beano for Ailsa along the way. Such a caring daddy of a white van man. And here's a tip for cardboard box hunters - Borders books - hunerds of boxes that they are all too glad to unload - and they're a good size too. Borders books also accepted a book token that was decades old, found during our packing - so Jussi now has material for her bedtime reading fix.
I left Jussi with green van man - aka the chimney sweep. Turns out getting our chimney swept aint gonna be simple - so that's another complication to throw into the mix of selling our house.
It's been an expensive week - car and van tax, Royal Mail redirection fees, tools (oooh but they feel gooood), and an impromptu meal at the Rocks. Why is that place always disappointing?
We'll need to talk to our solicitor about the chimney problem - we're not getting packed as fast as we'd hoped. B-day (Bettyhill day to us, but doesn't it sound like someting else?) looks like Tuesday. At the latest - no more delays. Give us a chance to finish eating the freezer too (well you know what I mean, don't you?).
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