Personal Update.
Jan. 28th, 2011 11:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Well we moved out on the 21st of January. This is because our buyers needed to exchange and complete on the same day: he being worried about being made redundant. This left us with the entirety of any risk involved and also slightly frayed at the edges temper-wise, but as we were disinclined to lose the house we are buying, we decided to be the best sort of vendor and be, um, amenable.
The removal firm we had booked, Simpsons, were both terrifyingly efficient, and good sorts too. Our stuff is now in storage at their warehouse awaiting delivery to our new house next Saturday. They are to be recommended.
In the meantime we have been staying at Fra and Cressy's, in Fulham. SWMBO and Cress get on really well, and Fra is about the best-mannered and easiest person to rub shoulders with a chap could imagine.
I am picking up some small smattering of information about babies and children from them, young Grace, and Grace's nanny, Kika. Grace is five and attending school. Her reading is coming on leaps and bounds: she seems a smart girl as well as a pretty one. Credit to the parents (and to some extent her nanny too) I'd say.
On Monday I went to Poor Mad Felix's father's funeral. I hadn't seen some of Felix's brothers for many, many years, and it was good to catch up.
We move in next Saturday, as I may have mentioned.
Posh Stephen has promised to come and help, being good with things like hammers, screwdrivers and the like; and Chris and Carol have offered to help unpack stuff, which is again most kind. A neighbour of ours has also offered to help. We'll just have to see how to fit everybody in.
Stephen and I have to either design shelving, or, more likely see what can be bought off-the-peg from IKEA and then adapted to fit need and space. We shall be planning: and there will be graph-paper, compasses, and even protractors wielded, no doubt. In a previous phase of life he trained as a cabinet-maker before becoming a designer and subsequently going to Cambridge. But then again Ludwig Wittgenstein trained as an engineer and designer: and he was a Trinity man too, if my memory serves me right.
Oh, there are those amongst the posh who can take their time to educate themselves in whatever they fancy, and for whom playing the game of life to someone else's tempo is anathema: maybe they alone know how to live. And if you're Stephen, or it might also be said (in a lesser way) me, poverty is no excuse to stop living the life you were born to. But that's by the bye. Nevertheless it is good to have skills that are useful from time to time. Stephen has been known to design and build tools for one particular process in a job before now, and more than once: asking him to help me put up shelves must be a bit of a comedown. I'm chuffed that he's good-natured enough to take the bait of a slap-up supper at a new restaurant on Lordship Lane in exchange for his expertise.
Well, there you go.
I hope all is well in your worlds.
Go well, do good things: you know the score.
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Date: 2011-01-28 12:21 pm (UTC)Hierarchies of responsibility are right buggers, my dear.
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Date: 2011-01-29 02:23 am (UTC)Just like child birth! What do you need to do in order to hit the trifecta???
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