Vanishing into the land of no data....
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♥Aug. 1st, 2013 // 08:26 pm♥
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We're off tomorrow. This morning, a nice chap came to do the packing of our china and glass (and picture frames, but I'd already packed them as I wasn't sure they were included). For some vaguely snafu-ish reason, he brought an enormous stack of boxes and expected to be here until mid afternoon, but actually he was reduced to plaintively asking if there was any other packing he could help with after an hour and a half: there wasn't, as I'd already finished it all. In other vaguely snafu-ish-ness, he mentioned in passing that they'd had a van and crew all ready to start the move today, so that it could be done over two days, until someone realised that it was all to be done tomorrow: Oh, I said, you could have done it today, it wouldn't have been a problem....
Mike's spent the entire day at the new house, taking multiple deliveries (only one of which was a no-show, and they did at least call about it) and, in between times, tidying up the out buildings and playing hunt-the-mobile-phone-signal. I think I've had the easier day of it, but I dare say that that will change tomorrow.
Ah, yes: phone signal. Today, at the new house, Mike managed to get voice (but no date) by climbing up to the top of our field.
Then we had an email saying that our internet won't be turned on until the end of next week, presumably on account of BT being crap.
Don't expect to hear much from us in the near future....
In the unlikely event of badly needing to get hold of us urgently, a few easily-guessable people have what we're fairly sure is the new landline number. I'm sure that a plea for one of them to ask us to call you will work. |
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