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The new Gaff!!!

Moving day finally came and went.. We used a removal firm ‘’Rowell Removals’’ http://rowellremovals.co.uk/  they were great- no fuss just hard working - loaded the van - emptied the van - with good humour and obvious expertise.  They were friendly and efficient and helped relieve the stress that had been slowly building.  The blizzarding snow didn’t help!!! In all the time we have lived up in Toggie we have only seen snow settle abut three times the last time being the day we moved.  Undeterred the van was filled up and we watched as all our worldly belongings headed off down the A1 to our new home.  Through more snow and finally arrived at the new destination to be unloaded as the snow abated leaving a clear frosty icy garden to be negotiated.



The house was moderately warmer as the heating had been on  - but not for long – it also was moderately larger but not for long – it took less then an hour to fill the lovely clean empty spaces with our possessions and turn the place into something resembling a second hand garage sale waiting to be unpacked!!!

This didn’t dampen the excitement though, and while I didn’t dwell on what we had left – I still had the niggle was this move the right thing? – seeing our belongings in this new space affirmed the idea was right, I would miss lots of things from the old house – but this new space beckoned and I was ready to take it on and make it mine.

So begins the big unpack!!!

Did the bed fit?  Yes it did!!! JUST!! Its what I call a feature bedroom, a very beautiful bed plonked – sorry I mean ‘sited’ in the middle of the room taking full advantage of the large windows and wonderful view across the fields to the hills.  It looks grand and only needs accessorising with a few tasteful pictures hung on the wall and couple of pendant ‘snake reading lights.  Its VERY minimalist, simple uncluttered tidy!!! (unlike the rest of the house).


Soooooo not me but still very nice – lets see how long it lasts, maybe this is the kickback to Slamitin RubyStarrs. 



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