We were up at 6:30am – refreshed after our first night in our own bed in a month, and in our old bedroom in 2 years. There were still lots of boxes to unpack! We were whirlwinds of activity. Of course it’s not as simple as just putting things away. We’re actually having to move things from room to room in order to make best use of the storage we have, which means that things got a whole lot worse before they got any better. By the end of the day we had made inroads and most of the boxes were open and unpacked and I was busy wrapping things up and putting them in boxes. We had left behind a lot of stuff and all the things like mismatched glasses were wrapped ready for car booting . (Our neighbor goes to a car boot every Sunday and offered to flog our bits and pieces for us.)
Stephen also got the new BBQ assembled on Saturday morning. He toiled for, oh…minutes, before having the brainwave of asking the 16 year old next door if he fancied making a tenner. We left him and the box of bits in the garage getting acquainted whilst we did a quick run to the recycling centre with a trunk full of packing paper, then onto Homebase for the laundry list of bits and pieces. When we got back the 16 year old was still there manfully working out which bit connected to where, so I went back to carting stuff about the house and Stephen gave him a hand to put the last few sprockets and flanges onto the big propane beastie.
Stephen then turned his hand to getting the TV we’d brought back with us to work. There was a lot of cursing and swearing going on so I gathered it wasn’t going too well and kept out of the way. It was about 30 minutes later I passed the dining room where the TV was sitting and stopped dead in my tracks. Sniff. Sniff. Sniffsniffsniff. “STEPHEN!!!!” A distant mumble came floating down from upstairs. “What the hell is that terrible smell?????” He literally flew down the stairs as I began searching for the bit of kit that about to burst into flames judging by the smell of burning wiring. Having switched it all off, allowed it to cool and opened the doors and windows to get rid of the smell, Stephen switched something back on and it tripped the electrics, again and again. This could be a 42inch paperweight we’ve brought back!!
We were very tired and weary and I wasn’t in the mood for cooking so we decided to treat ourselves to our first Anupam curry since our return. It was my first in 2 years and my God it was GREAT! Chicken Jalfrezi…MmmMmm! We went to the Royal Oak for a rink afterwards. It was really quiet compared to the pre-smoking ban/credit crunch levels, but we enjoyed a pint and had a chat with the locals. We were completely exhausted - totally bone weary - when we got back so we collapsed into bed in a tangle like a couple of sleeping puppies. I woke about 3 in the morning as Stephen was snoring. It was a little gentle snore but because he was snoring directly into my ear from a distance of about an inch it sounded like a Masserrati gunning its engine!
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