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| Mum with her Blackburn friends |
My Mum and my sister, Pat, stayed with us for five days
recently. We borrowed a bed from our neighbours, Ruth and Frank, offered our
two easy chairs to our relatives and made do with dining room chairs for
ourselves.
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| Kathy, Pat and Mum |
We’d had three viewings of the house and one family wanted to view
for a second time, whilst our visitors were with us. Strict instructions were
issued to our guests to leave their rooms tidy and I was to take them out at
least an hour before the second viewing took place. Jeremy must have worked
like a madman doing the last bits of cleaning and it was all worth it, because
a few days later an offer was made.
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| Aunty Elsie, cousins Frank and John, Pat and Mum |
A tense few days followed, during which Mum and Pat returned
to the Isle of Man and we went up to the Lake District to meet with sailing
friends, Chris and John from Sara II and Liz and Graham from Ellida.
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| Kathy out with ex Health and Social Care colleagues |
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| Kathy out with ex Dyslexia Support and Skills for Life Colleagues |
We
declined the first offer, which fell a long way short of our asking price, and
waited in suspense for a phone call. Another offer was made; we declined again.
Another few days of waiting and wondering passed. Finally, we agreed a price
and the house was sold subject to contract.
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| Above Derwentwater, Kathy, Chris and John |
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| Liz and Kathy alongside Wast Water |
Our removal plans are well underway. We have hired a large
van (again) and intend to do a one way trip this time. Our car is also under
offer and might be sold next week, so it’s a good job we still have our bikes!
It’s all starting to look rather final and I can’t help feeling the same
mixture of excitement, anticipation and fear that precedes the crossing of an
ocean. Let’s hope for fair winds!
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| Guess who? |
