I am sooo knackered. It has been a long weekend and then straight back into work. The move on Friday actually went to plan and was very stress free in the main. Picked the van (Well truck up at 8.30) and then had to refuel the damn thing. Which was pain as the first garage didn't have any fuel and the gauge was right on the E. Then picked up Nes and Bruno to help with the work.
Cleared our place by 10:45 and then over to Ori's. In the mean time she was waiting for someone to come and take the Gawd awful furniture she had been "Given". She basically told the lady who she was looking after it for that she didn't want to move with it and if she couldn't find anywhere else to store it it would go to charity and that is what happened.
Got the call at 11.15 to say we had completed and the truck for the furnitured up. Hit the the road at about 12ish. Mum and Dad got lost thanks to the road they needed being closed. Anyway we unloaded Ori. Then it was down the pub for lunch. Dumped the stuff in our place. went and picked Charlotte up.
Bless her she got a bit confused although we had been taking her to see the new house she still got about 7pm and asked to go back to the flat. Once we had her unpacked a bit and slept there she seemed to grasp the idea that this was now home.
Only shite thing is no reception for Ori or Maris' phones which also seems to affect TV reception despite buying an internal aerial. Estate agents also let themselves in on Saturday which was well out of order and right bollocking ensued. They have now returned all the keys.
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