It should probably be no surprise to Clever Bird, that the black clouds have been hanging around Hormonal Hannah for the last few days; yet it still is! But Creative Clara has no wish to dwell on that.
Instead, here's what has been happening! The biggest thing - by far - the holiday cottage is now no longer a holiday cottage.
Last weekend was 'the move'. The Domestic Goddess headed over there in Billy Bob Jalopy campervan on the Friday, intent on getting the packing done. Number one furry was to come over a little later the same day, on his motorbike, as he had to head back again a) to take a friend to a motorbike rally and b) to pick up the removal van, and helpers, on Saturday morning. Baggy set off, full of nervous expectation. The cross-country, wiggly-road journey, was okay, albeit that Billy Bob has been juddering, rather worryingly, ever since he was serviced! Between 30 and 40 miles-per-hour, he shakes so much, that if Baggy had false teeth, they would fall out!
Suddenly, at Needham Market there was a 'Road closed ahead', 'diversion' sign - literally requiring a U-turn, back onto the main road through the small town. Baggy swore (not so quietly) to herself, and set off, quickly realising that she was being diverted all the way to Stowmarket - a large detour! Hormonal Hannah could feel her anxiety rising, but at least she knew the route once she got to Stowmarket. She switched on Billy Bob's indicator, to turn off at the traffic lights onto the alternative road and noticed a sign - 'Road closed ahead'. Baggy swore. Hannah panicked. Baggy followed the diversion, only to lose it at the next junction.
Thirty-minutes later, angry and anxious, Baggy was still driving around in circles, with no clue where to go! At one point the diversion sign pointed straight ahead - at a 'no entry' sign! Clever Bird decided to ignore the 'road closed' sign, and go and see what happened. It was closed! There were men and British Gas cars and vans everywhere. A slightly frazzled Baggy, hopped out and went to the nearest car to speak to the man working in it, on his laptop. It turned out that the road was closed due to a gas leak - and Baggy wasn't going nuts - it was the diversion route from Needham Market, that had been set up days previously. Fortunately, the nice chap looked up the route on his computer, and told Baggy where to go; including to 'turn right at the large roundabout'.
No blooming wonder Baggy got lost earlier - at the roundabout (which had five exits), four of the exits had 'diversion' signs on them!! In the end, the ninety-minute journey, took an additional hour! An already anxious Hannah, was shaky by the time Baggy finally arrived in Assington. Clever Bird decided to meet Calum at the cafe and have some breakfast, before they tackled the cottage. They actually got loads done before Cal left. In the afternoon, Baggy's friend Susan came over with cakes - always a wonderful thing in Baggy's eyes - and helped her to pack-up the kitchen.
Spending the night at the cottage on her own with the pooch, was odd for Baggy, and she barely slept, so was up, packing again, by 6.30. Saturday was a nightmare! But Calum, and his two (much younger, fitter helpers) did a brilliant job of loading the hire-van. But the 'one day' of work, that had already taken two days, was clearly going to take three! Baggy watched the three guys head off in the hire-van, and got ready to set off herself. She was so tired, that she drove like a snail, which of course meant that Billy Bob was juddering! Freda Fretter wasn't at all sure if she or Billy Bob were actually going to make it!
And of course Baggees, what you pack has to be unpacked! And it had to be done that night, as the guys needed to go back and tackle 'the nightmare shed' on the Sunday. Now Clever Bird is surprisingly good at visualising accurately, where things will fit; but this time she got it quite wrong. The little snug, that The Goddess had emptied in preparation, to allow the sofa and chair from the holiday cottage to fit..... well.....
the sofa went in - but the matching chair - not a hope!
The sitting room, that The Goddess had spent ages getting to look lovely, went from this...
to this...
Horrible, over-crowded and depressing. Hannah went into a bit of a meltdown - then instantly felt guilty for being annoyed at having too much beautiful furniture. But frankly, it was like sitting in a posh waiting room, not a home. (The chair hidden under the orange throw, is the one that was meant to fit in the 'snug'.) So, on Sunday, when the guys headed off back to the other end of Suffolk, The Goddess attempted to come up with a plan. Only everything was going to get worse, before it got better!
To be continued......
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