Canterbury - 16th November, 2005
Julie is on the Lemonade detox again. We both did it before when we were in Canada (see: www.londonboards2.blogspot.com) and it was a cleansing and revitalising experience. This time she is suffering on her own. She is on day 5 at the moment. She has not eaten a thing since she started only the lemonade and herbal laxatives.
Our next door neighbour (not in the caravan park but down the road) up here on the downs, is a very interesting person. The reason I know this is that I have seen such interesting things going on in his field and his garden. Yesterday they tried to deliver a 2nd world war tank from a long low loader. Previously I have seen the man (who I am led to believe is a pilot) take off from his field in a huge helicopter (I mean huge not a 2 man one but a sort of army type mean green beast) perform some impressive acrobatics over the caravan park and then shoot off into the valley. I am often in the park when delivery drivers and couriers arrive with packets and parcels of every shape and description. Today a man arrived in the park (they all seem to miss his driveway and end up here) thinking he was going to fix a tank. Perhaps our neighbour is a modern day Guy preparing a final assault. It makes the days more interesting.
We (actually I) ran out of petrol yesterday on the way to a job agency for an interview. We were about a mile from home. Julie had advised me to fill up the day before. Can you imagine the punishment I got (and deserved). I walked back to the caravan site leaving her in the car and picked up the other car to complete our journey, getting to the agency at 11:30am, the time for our interviews. We then discovered that the agancy were expecting us at 10:00am. Where did we go wrong on that one? So she couldn't fit us in at that time and we re-booked for Friday. It was off to Starbucks for a latte and cinnamon roll. Well at least for me. Julie could only dribble.
We found a great property over the weekend with 8 bedrooms for an advertised £375K. Problem is that it has no parking. Can we live without this? It's a Georgian Grade II listed building (see link here: great property) which used to be run as the "London Boarding House" but is currently being sold as a home. Funny that: London Boards . . . . . London Boarding House. It has either a sink or a shower in every room. King Edwards Gardens used to be a boarding house in the '60s and still had a sink in one of the bedrooms. Funny that.
3 comments:
It sounds like you don't get out enough - watching other people's tanks, forgetting to fill up with petrol (would I were a fly...) and eulogising over the offerings of Starbucks.All sounds quite fun actually.
House looks great except the cooker is too small. I wrote the last comment. I'm seriously grateful to be so entertained just before I do tescos on line. CX
I don't think, actually, for what it's worth, that looking at a place with no parking is a the right thing for you guys; you have such an embracing ministry of loving all sorts of people at short notice, I think any place you buy should be as assessible and welcoming as poss to go with that. Yes. Aha. Right, off I go. CX
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