It's been an OK day so far today. After a severe storm yesterday and through the night, today broke with no rain but a lot of wind (not from me in case Richard was wondering).
The 'handyman' (not James Taylor came early and has been busy doing jobs around the house - scraping and painting window sills, frames and replacing putty etc. I have a big list of jobs for him which will probably take a couple of weeks. I can then have him 'on-call' for anything that goes wrong or what we want tidied up before putting the house on the market.
I've been indoors sorting stuff and listing some items on Trade Me. I figure that anything we can sell will assist with the removal costs. The trick is to price items cheap enough to gain interest but not too cheap as to not be worthwhile. It still doesn't stop tossers from making ridiculously low offers though.
I just made myself a delicious tomato sandwich from the beautiful Molenberg-type loaf I made this morning. Yummy. I had a craving for some reason, for one of those St Pat's tuck shop gravy pies. I've never found anything like them since. These were the ones that Richard - correct me if I get this wrong - said in one of his posts or a comment on mine a while ago that the woman who ran the tuck shop caught him licking the tops of the pies that were in the back of her van! Incredible.
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That was a little dog licking things in the back of the van. I remember custard squares and savouries.
You shouldn't put yourself down like that.
TC
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The The The Guy
That's a great idea getting a handyman. I remember the smell of pies and hot dogs at Marist Thorndon.
I hope that Richard wasn't licking those as well.
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The The The Curmudgeon
I bet it’s all go at the Wainuiomata comedy club of an evening.
TC
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The The The Curmudgeon
I think I meant the old folks home - the dementia unit.
TC
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The The The Curmudgeon
Yep - I was right.
Just watch out if Robert comes to visit you. Lock up your food is what I say.
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