Fianlly again

Completed on Uncles house today.

Managed to contact the window man who agreed to do the windows yesterday. Buyer was a pain in the arse too claiming they would not complete unless the window were up the THEIR standard. To which our solicitor told them to RAM IT in legal speak as that was never part of the condition for completion and if they did not complete today they would be charged Interest.

Low and behold by lunchtime today all monies had been moved.

On with the packing.

Thank you for the Birthday wishes

It's all going to rat shit

F**king british workmen. Thanks to a slack arsed window we might not be able to complete now................... so pissed off

I'm the strat man

Flip me it is cold. Seems as though winter has finally poked her head around the corner and beckoned us with her frosty finger.

Well Daddy’s green car is well and truly broken. The Steering rack is cracked and needs replacing, luckily they can do it today. That meant I had to bring my guitar in to work, as I am planning another jam session after work. Little did I know how much interest it would generate. From the “is that a violin” to our ex manager proclaiming that he was once in a band and loved guitars and what was the serial number of the guitar etc etc. Now me you see. I am an infant at all this. Devastatingly average as it happens or even worse, but I am learning and the only way to learn is to do. Got me to thinking as I have with everything I do, do I take it that serious that I know serial numbers of things.

Going back to my youth and playing golf. I just used to go out and hit the ball (and got bloody good at it). I had a cheap set of clubs, I think they were called Mananta, but as for the make and the model. No idea. Yet some of my friends were all like. These are Wilson 2500 with half graphite/steel combo half shaft (Steady but at the end of the day you still hit the ball in the water the same way. I guess you should really know your equipment but if you don’t and you know how to use it does it make it better or worse. Not sure what my point is to be honest. Guess I have never been into anything that much that I know everything about.

Anyway the aim of all this guitar planning is to hopefully one day to get and play a few songs. Played one already in from some students. Whilst it was only one song it was a real buzz.

Packing has continued with CN room being cleared with her “help”. Actually she was very good and helped make up the boxes as well as packing them.

Today I will mostly be paying for a new steering rack and trying to play notes in the right order to the right song.

Bare face cheek

Morning all. Hope this fine chilly morning finds you all well. Monday again and I just know the next 9 working days is going to drag.

The weekend was good, but could have been better. Me and Mrs H had booked Friday off to spend some time together and do a bit of packing. The plans changed when a friend of ours offered Ori some furniture from one of the ladies she cleans for. “Great” thought Ori will do me until I can get some new stuff. So off course I hired a van so we could run down and get the stuff. Anyway turns out “You can have the furniture.” Meant “Can you carry it around with you until I find a place and then I want it back”. Cue one pissed of me, Mari and especially Ori. To cut a long story short. A deal was done so that Ori could at least get some of the stuff for good. Anyway turns out the stuff was ok except this bloody long crappy side unit, which the friend wanted to keep. So still trying to cut this story short Ori told friend to ram it and she didn’t want the furniture and that it would need to be removed before we moved (proper) or it was going in the bin (so to speak). The cheek of it all. The basic just of the event was for us to carry and store her stuff… now resolved though.

Started packing over the weekend. Saturday went to look at ‘Garland’. Yep that is the name of the house. I can hear the sniggering already but the truth is we have named the house in honour of my Uncle, since without him leaving us his house we would not find ourselves in this position. Then off to my second home, B&Q, to get Ori’s curtains. The girls wanted to go on but my back had given in so I went home and they carried on shopping.

Sunday was more packing and then off to get Ori a Bed and Sofa, which she got a bloody good deal on.

Bad news is car started to make some well dodgy noise when I turn the wheel. So I am therefore off to the garage at lunchtime…… yipeeeeeeeeeeee ££££££££££???

Boy racers

Friday baaaaabbbyy. Ok it’s not but I have tomorrow off, so it kind of feels like it and by all I hold sacred it has been a long week. Working an extra two hours a day has left me a little drained and tomorrow I have to sit on the phone to sort out the gas, electric, water and phone for the new house. Unfortunately we are moving to a new postcode area and none of the online websites for the utilities have the new postcode. So while I can imagine it can be simple to do, when I put my new postcode in to the websites I get “Computer says NO”. So I have to ring them and convince that there really is a house there.

Last night something frightening happened to me and the family (Excluding CN). After visiting a friend’s house we were driving back home. I went round a roundabout and it seems I may have cut a yoff up in his wanky fiesta. I say seems because I am not convinced I did but he clearly felt I had. Anyway as I was moving on to a dual carriage way I moved over to let him pass. Any way this little f**ker and his clearly pikey mates took exception and sped up and then cut right in front of me and then proceeded to pull the handbrake and slam his anchors on. Now sensing something was amiss I of course backed off. (Mr sensible kicked in although Mr just drive round him was tapping the left shoulder) Mari was telling me to watch out, Ori telling Mari to be quiet and I told everyone to STOP. Well I kind of shouted it and feel bad about it. Anyway dickless yoffs, for I could see the many baseball caps in the back, Sped off again and yet again jamming the anchors on to an almost stop. Defence driving took hold and I left enough gap and momentum so that if they did get out I could move around them. Finally they just buggered off but it did leave everyone a little anxious. So what would you do? What if they had gotten out? All these things running in my mind last night which left me with a kind of sleepless night. Even got up at 4.30 to read….. I Know read. So reader what would you do?

All quiet on the house front for the moment. Picking up some furniture for Ori tomorrow and that is about it.

And the list goes on

Seems that having sold and bought a house, I mistakenly thought it would all be downhill from now. However I am discovering that the hard work actually starts now. Every time I cross something off my list I seem to add three further things. Added to the fact that, this I consider to be my first house move, I have no clue what I am doing and what I am supposed to be doing.

Good thing is as Ori is moving on the same day and too the same place. We should be able to hire one van to do the work. I have a couple of willing mugs......eeeerrr sorry volunteers to help out.

I am finding I need to have lists which is way to organised for me, and like I said every time I cross something off, 3 more find there way on to it.

D minus 18 then

The week has crept up on me like a lion stalking an unexpected gazelle. Doubled again by me setting the wrong blasted time on the first alarm on the alarm clock and when it went off it was later than I thought.

The weekend was pretty busy. Saturday I went to get boxes which proved to be a bit of a mission. Not the actual buying the boxes but getting them in the car. We bought some for Hermana last week end and they glided into the back of the car. Basically you can buy a pack for like a 1 bed house or 2/3 bed etc. Hers was a 1 bed pack and I bought a 2/3 bed pack. Well of course it is going to be fecking bigger but at the time it had not occurred to me. Anyway a lot pushing and moving of chairs and I was off (I think there was the odd muttereance of a swear word too). Then we decide to see our home and measure up for Hermana's. Young CN came with and she was a star. We have started to prepare her for the move and she is very happy. Even told us were the TV was going and the Wii. Had the odd experience of asking to use a chair and the sales lady rightly said. "Well it is yours". Then we headed across to Ori's pad to measure. Again CN proving very helpful and measuring everything. I think we got conned on the dimensions of the house because CN measured everything to 22cm. It is nice to see her understanding the concept of measuring though and in fact was writing all the measurements down for us. Then it was off to B&Q to look at Curtain rails and stuff.

1 x KFC and ice-cream later we were off back home, Where Mari and Ori went to John Lewis to have a look at house stuff too.

Sunday was softball and although there were only 9 of us we managed to have system that made a competitive game. The rest of the day we chilled with a homebase and John Lewis visit.

In other news - Friday night was a birthday party in the slug and lettuce and while they are happy to have children they don't really support them. At 6.30 the music is dialled up to "Have to shout at each other to hear you" level and a male stripper came in. At the point it was time to take my little girl out of there. Watched Superhero movie on DVD and was really funny but yet riuned again by people taken the piss out of the disabled, In this case Stephen Hawkin. - I know I am sensitive but I really don't see what this adds to what was a pretty good spoof movie.

Jebus I have rabbited on time to go.

House move dairy - Day 1

So Having pinched myself several times we now have to get down to the nuts and bolts of actually moving (Still can't believe it).

Yesterday I spent most of my time trying to sort out various things. Which including arranging the exchange on the house we are buying and Getting rid of the flat.

The exchange should be easy enough except for the deposit. You see all the money for our purchase is tied up in my Uncles house, which means we have to wait for that to complete. So I phoned the solicitor to check if we could exchange anyway (without deposit) having already paid a reservation fee. In the current market this was not a problem. So I am whipping down to the solicitors today with the paperwork. So this afternoon it should be official.

We then hit the first snag. Having miss read the contract for the flat I thought we could give 2 months notice at any time. Since we are moving on the 7th Nov I accepted that we might have to pay 2 months rent but since the flat is in a popular location it should go quick I was not too worried. unfortunately the dude at the agents said that actually what the contract said was that we could give 2 months in the 4th month of or 6th month contract. Confussed ??? You will be. Anyway had a chat with him and we managed to sort something out which may be cheaper than I thought. apparently we would have to pay a fee for breaking the contract which is 1/4 of what 2 months rent would be. I am still confused but they are now advertising the flat.

There is still a huge list of things we need to do.

BTW Jam last night was OK. Needed to bring more songs though as we got through 4 we had planned quickly and then did the "Do you know this one?"

Finally

Yep finally had some good news on the house. Un-expectedly exchanged on my Uncles house yesterday. Even though a call earlier in the day had indicated that it was unlikely to happen. Well about 3.30 got a call to say they are ready to exchange if we agree to do 3 windows (We were planning to replace the lot) and fit a cover to the boiler. So now it is all go on the one we are trying to buy.

Whilst I left here in a good mood somehow I ended up stressed and tired last night and ended up shouting at CN. I hate that. Especially as really didn't do anything wrong. She was just being a bit strange and doing things she hasn't done for years. You know not really thinking. Like going for her flannel with the shower in her hand and spraying water everywhere, and then this morning she struggled putting her jumper on and ended up in such a mess. Neither really a big problem but I snapped and I hate that. I really do. I apologised to her but I still feel very wanky about it.

Sinking feeling

The waiting is really getting to me. I am trying to keep myself busy but it is really hard. Still no word from the gas boiler man or electrician and I am starting to think this is all going to fall through. It is a shame, but I am have the sinking feeling.

The jam night tomorrow is creeping ever closer and I dusted of my electric to try and get a feel for her again. Getting excited yet nervous. As I mentioned before two of the other characters are both in bands proper so for me and I guess Brendon this will be a baptism of fire.

I hate my new seat at work. I hate having my back to people and it seems that the corridor between DM and I has been labelled the direct route to every other desk. Thing that pisses me off is that some people have only moved from one window seat to another like the server nobbers and telephone girls ggggggggggrrrrrrr anyway enough of that.

Keep calm, So far not a good week

Bunny House's

Well another weekend has come and gone. Still no nearer knowing if and when we will be going forward with the house purchase. Some good news though Hermana exchanged on hers with a completion data on the 7th Nov and our sellers are happy to wait for the moment. I am still hoping to hit that date too but it all really depends on this week. We went over to have a gander at her place and took some friends. Popped into see 'ours' but it was a little depressing as we are so close and yet seem so far.

Last night we watched the Bunny house and I can heartily recommend this one. OK if you are looking for a deep plot with lots of action and twists and turns then don't. However we were just after something light and simple and it was just the ticket. Bloody funny too in some cases.

Got my tickets to DM ( No not him ) Depeche mode. Managed to get them on pre-sale really excited too.

Having a Jam session on Thursday. First time in ages as I am playing with Bruno (Los dos Amigos) and Graham Young from No-Connection . Which means playing with proper musicians. Bearing in mind my Shite standard I am feeling a little worried

Bowling stones gather no moss

No not the drugged up super thin old tart.

Last night was the company bowling tournament at the bowling alley. Along with Mrs H, Brunex, Big Frank, Jorge and Nasty Nes I found myself in a team called the bowling stones.

First game was rather eeeeerr average. Only Nester and Jorge hitting some sort of form with a 147 and 138. I pitched in with 126 (Should have been 138 but the stupid computer docked me spare for some reason and I wasn't going throw a fit). Guess we were in the running at this point as we all bowled pretty well even Mrs H chipping in with 83.

Next game was a different kettle of fish. Often sportsmen talk about hitting a "groove" (no not George on a usual Friday night). Well somehow I found it in the 2nd Game. Now when I was younger while the DM was raging with anger and learning the skills of a good frontman. Chad was bopping to the tones of whatever game before the stone rose and Chairboy started modelling different styles for his tache, I spent most of it in a bowling. I lived in smallish town with little to do so when they opened a bowling ally right down the street, I would spend afternoons there and on the golf course.

So I found myself bowling my second Highest scratch score of 221 YES 221.

Turns out as well we actually won the competition. Wine to the winners , which is a tea totaller is errrrrmmmm I suppose the thought that counts.

Small Update

Well looks like the house think may not come off. The women buying the house is really starting to annoy us. Despite us being told nearly 3 weeks ago they were ready to exchange it still has not happened. Largely down to them not actually being ready to exchange and not having a) Mortgage sorted and b) all the surveys they need done. They now need to have the boiler and electric checked so they can rent it out.

this El Matodor, Pissed, stressed and ready to tell her to RAM IT