It's happening!

Well we are nearly in our new abode. A very very busy week, packing boxes, humping lifting, unpacking boxes... last Saturday we got Ewan settled in to his new flat in Largs. Then it was all systems go getting stuff ready for the removal men on Tuesday.

I set up a block and tackle to get stuff down from the attic - a bit Heath Robinson -but it did the trick. No one got clobbered when boxes fell out of the fishing creel basket we used to put things in!

The removal men came and of course it POURED with rain. We were just about one step ahead of them in the packing. All was loaded and away by 2.00pm. Then the clean up began and the inevitable finding of things that could have gone on the truck. We will have another car load of stuff to bring south after Jenny W's wedding on 24th...

We drove south on the Wednesday afternoon and arrived at 1.15 am in TW, got Ginger sorted in the kitchen then went to friends for the night. Next morning at 8.00am the great unload began. The removal crew were as strong as oxen and did a good quick job of getting the stuff in. So now the big sort out begins!

Anyway I will be e-mailing you our new address very soon.

We are working hard getting tyhings sorted, have not slept in it yet or cooked, burt wuill pretty soon. Meanwhile we have Ginger well and truly moved in and being an excellent guard cat! We allowd him to venture out for the first time and he seems to have accepted his new environs and has not wandered off.

Thast all for the moment.

Love S&R

Hooray for electric can openers

I thought that might catch your attention! Although ring pull cans are OK (when they work) we got an electric one 5 years ago and it works a dream. Take Ginger's word for it.

If you are wondering what has been happening we have been very busy since I last blogged: Kent, Largs, Keswick, Shepton Mallet, Kent, Largs... Convention exhibitions are work, not holidays.

Ginger has decided. Head and tail pointing due South we surmised he was selecting the carpet in the more southerly of the two properties in question ( see blog of 15 July). So the decision is made! Moving around first week of September.

So in between sorting and packing and a 100 other things needing attention we are very busy people... and now Ginger needs feeding. One must do ones duty.

Its getting hotter...

Mad panic. E-mails flying around. Contracts exchanged, house belongs to Trust on Monday, are you moving in, or do we look for new tennant? Woah! What ever happened to that long wait after contracts are exchanged and keys are handed over? Do we say yes to house we have not seen? Other house is now available which I (S) have seen... lots needs to be done to it... We are planning to go over to TW to see what is available after Shepton Mallet, 8 August. So... we rang the Trust and said put house on the grapevine. If it is still not let will go and see it on 8 August along with other property. We still have the option on the other house. So things are moving fast.

So we are trying to pack, but have two weeks of events to contend with. Then back to packing. We do not have a moving date set yet...

Home is where your heart is

Well we are home! R has spent 7 weeks with her Mum in Wales while I have been Budapesting

Pictures of Buda are on www.box.net/shared/zv7pj58h8s Garden is a jungle, well, we are used to living in one of those. So little time, so much to do. It is so wet I can' cut the grass and there are a 1000 more important things to do anyway, people to see, things to pack for a move that seems to be a move by faith. Off to Keswick for the convention on Saturday and a stand, then Shepton Mallet and New Wine. Today is R and my 27th. 25th is silver, 30th is pearl, what does that make a 27th?... pearlver I suppose. It will be a Takeaway fish supper on the Prom most likely. Oh I know how to spoil Rhydwen!

We heard news that Pastor Ukin, leader of the Yonkom church in PNG is seriously ill. A humble servant hearted man who was haus boy to the pioneer missionaries Rex and Olive Nowlands in the 60's, house builder and hewer and carrier of wood to us in our PNG house building days in the 80's, mainstay to the Christiansens who completetd the NT translation work in the 90's, and a true servant of the Yongkom church and his people right through the years. It is so good that over the interrnet we can bless him and encourage him through friends who serve at the Tabubil Hospital where he is at the moment and are involved in his care. Please pray for Pastor Ukin.

Thanks for looking in. S&R

Challenges ahead

Well Kat lovers, our Ginger has a difficult choice to make. Some of you are acquainted with the fifth member of the klan, and of course as the Feline, he is really Boss. So the choice facing our illustrious Mog is between a nineties build rabbit hutch, in a close, with a strip of garden and a wee shed at the end, a smallish, fairly new house, basic three bed (third being just big enough to swing a cat..... Oooops! Sorry Ginger!) and a 50's build bungalow with a huge patio window in the lounge, three smallish but ample bedrooms, a ghastly bathroom, a spacious kitchen, very much of its age but with a pantry completr with perforated zinc glazing ( i.e. built BF... Before Refrigeration!), acres of garden that runs into a wood, a garage, a garden shed and..... wait for it, a Lodger! Yes a bit of the house has been "added onto" and there is a Recluse, a hobbit of a guty called... lets call him Bertram, an ex bank employee who lives alone.. quite bright, capable of booking an airticket on line, but lets say eccentric in dress and living habits.

The Latter Residence is 300 yds from my workplace, near a church and shops, the former des res is about a mile from the afore mentioned essentials.

The Question is: Which carpet will Ginger choose??? Perhaps I need the presicent skills of Paul the Octopus who with amazing skill and acumen predicted the outcome of all seven of Germany's World Cup matches, as well as the final between Spain and Holland. This was an improvement on his record for the 2008 European Championships, in which he correctly predicted four of Germay's games. But...... from what I have seen from the entrails in my last opened Kite-ekat tin, the famous eight-tentacled psychic cephalopod is being sought in a bitter transfer deal by the Spanish from his German owner and squad. Vast sums have been offered in an attempt to seal-the-deal in a cash-animal transfer to the Spanish team. So unless I can match the offer and persuade Paul to apply his many suckered skills to our demesne dilemma before he ends up playing for Calomare, I need also to seal the deal. So any cash offers to help me secure the services of our tentacled friend (or offers of German English simultaneous translation) will be most gratefully received. Otherwise we wait for the whims of our ginger and white puss who shows a marked disdain and illogicality in the decision making process, especially when it come to deciding which brand of Katfood is "Flavour of the Moment" for him. Truly, the securing of Paul's uncanny skills will in the long run save us a fortune in discarded half eaten tins of Kit-e-kat. The power to help lies in your hands. You can Gift Aid your donations to the cause by... bla bla bla! Yes it is late! Nitey Nite.

Why the cat tin? Why not! A group of us met about 6 years to read and discuss books.... and the host of the group started a blog Inside the Dog in which we chewed over what we were reading. So you get a glimpse of my oblique sense of humour or lack of it. I have had some problems retstarting this blog because the original blog was created with a now defunct e-mail address but hopefully this will get sorted soon with Blogspot services assistance.

It is time I got into the 21st Century

Having had this blogspot for 5 years I have not bothered to post anything up till now. "Shame on you!" did I hear? Convined now that I am a dinsosaur as my preference is to use e-mail, and I am reliably informed that e-mail is old hat I am venturing into the uncharted waters of Blogging. Problem is, what do you blog? Are folks interested in trivia? Do you really want to know what I had for breakfast? I doubt it. Having recently followed the traumatic events of friends caught up in ethnic conflict somewhere on the planet whatever I blog seems very bland by contrast. Never the less I will seek to put stuff up as regulalrly as I can for those who choose to to digest. So, blogs should be short.... shouldn't they? Otherwise, why not use e-mail! Watch this tin! ?