It took four days, five peo­ple, two cars, a bot­tle of Rose and six Vic­to­ria Bit­ter stub­bies but we did it. Ange and I have finally moved into the new house.

Day one began with a quick trip to the mechanic to fix a hole in the car exhaust that really couldn’t have come at a worse time. Once that was done I started shift­ing a few basic items across to the new house.

Being the food­ies that we are, we spent day two set­ting up was the kitchen. I do have to say that the nov­elty wore thing once we got to the fourth box of bowls and plat­ters. Because really, there’s only so much ceramic you can see in one day.

On day three we received the first of many deliv­er­ies. We quickly dubbed the refrig­er­a­tor “Disco Fridge” in hon­our of the two blue neon lights run­ning down inside of it.

Day four, Sun­day, was the big one. My par­ents came up from the home­town to help us move the bed, com­puter desk, wardrobe and the other var­i­ous detri­tus I tend to accu­mu­late.
Both sets of par­ents met, and much to Ange’s delight, they got along just fine. Of course it doesn’t hurt that most of the bond­ing was done over that fan­tas­tic com­bi­na­tion of wine, beer and food.

There’s a bit more to do around the house yet. We’re still unpack­ing boxes, and wait­ing for the final deliv­er­ies to come. But once that’s over we can finally relax enjoy our adven­ture in rental housing.

High­light of the ordeal would have to be the fol­low­ing con­ver­sa­tion I had with my mum. To set the scene, we’re all down­stairs ready to leave the house. Mum is in the upstairs bathroom:

Mum: “I can’t fig­ure out how to turn this bath­room light off.”
Trav: “Just flip all the switches.”
M: “I have, but it still won’t turn off.”

At this point I walk upstairs to find out what’s going on.

M: “That light.” Mum points to a round sky­light in the ceil­ing.
T: “That is a sky­light. You can­not turn it off because you can­not turn off the sun.”

I come from good stock.

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