Going to go shopping in Plymouth with Nicky today. Well, hopefully she’ll be shopping and I’ll be strong and merely sorting out some financial stuff I need to see to before the big move.
Oh yeah, did I post about the flight back to Atlanta? I had a great stroke of luck and not only managed to transfer my return flight to the same one as Vile, but I snagged the seat next to him too. Now he can’t escape me. *Muahahahahaha!* Assuming all goes well at the Embassy on the 1st Oct, we leave on the 5th.
Hence I have been busy packing like crazy. Need to have a semblance of order in the chaos before Bill arrives at Gatwick on the 26th! Eeeps. Mum has been grand. She did a sterling job of helping me sort my stuff in the attic out and on Sunday evening we went over to a car boot sale at Lee Mill to attempt to get rid of everything I have to leave behind for cash. Paid £3 entry and we made £40.
Was a very scary experience though. No sooner had we arrived than there were throngs of people climbing over each other to see what we had with us. We couldn’t even get organised and unpack before folks were climbing into the boot of the car to have a good rummage. Saw one old cow break a few items and put them back, was aghast and dumbfounded but so busy trying to deal with the rest of the rude crowd there was nothing I could do.
Weird what people bought too. Old used makeup was incredibly popular. There is no way that I would buy makeup at a car boot but people did. Mel had given me some testers I could stick on the stall you see and they went like hot cakes. Crazy folks.
Also I’m glad mum and I went through and marked prices on everything although we assumed people would barter and thus agreed on prices a lot higher than we would actually accept. Surprisingly though very few people bargained at all. They simply asked the price and if it was too high they just walked off. Very strange.
Mum had a panic halfway through when she realised that she’d left her handbag on the front seat of the unlocked car. She’d gone to make a cup of coffee and found it wasn’t there anymore. Course it wasn’t! Kay does not leave valuables lying around open to all with a bunch of pikeys flooding around! I had it slung around my neck and held tightly in my grubby little hands.
Saying that though I was envisioning having to buy Mum a new set of camp chairs out of any takings when I realised that although we’d brought them with us to sit on they were suddenly nowhere to be seen. Mum had spotted that one though and had hidden them underneath the car so that they didn’t walk or get sold. Phew.
Sold a heap of stuff, though I still have bucket loads left. (Including my Vanilla Ice and New Kids cassettes and Jason Donovan LP – oooh, can’t believe there was no interest in those!! *blush* Had some interest in Falco 3 but again, people just have no taste and it got pushed to one side.) Hope the weather holds, we’re going to try in all over again at Hatherleigh next weekend.
Okay, better jump into the shower now as I have finished my mug of coffee and chocolate krispies. Yup, I made a delicious batch last night and I have no qualms about piggin’ out on them for breakfast. Yum meeee!
Actually, speaking of the shower, jumping into it is quite a feat at the moment! Been busy there too. The bathroom is in the throes of redecoration a la Kay. Spent yesterday afternoon putting a lick of paint on the wood panelling. I’m not sure it’s quite the colour Mum had in her mind when she chose the tin at Do It All but it’s very tasty indeed nonetheless, kind of a fresh seagreen turquoise (that would be sea in a hot clime, not Cornish waters!). I’ve already painted the ceiling, that’s now a powder blue. Beginning to take shape now, especially as Dad took over to plaster the holes in the walls that occurred when I steamed the wallpaper off and has regrouted the tiles. Ok, enough, need to leap over the debris and get clean.