Let's go to Tesco

Having eaten everything edible in the house, and with news of another snow storm looming we decided to go to Tesco tonight to stock up on supplies. It was the usual trip to the shop, taking every side road to avoid rush hour traffic coming out of the only two roads in Gosport!

We leisurely strolled around the store until our trolley was just about overflowing with food and then made our way to the check-out. While Dan and the girls unloaded I chatted to the cashier and filled the bags. Finally the last item went “Beep” and the cashier asked for my club card. I opened my purse and immediately noticed my card was missing. Oh no I gasped. It not only turned out I had forgotten my club card, but it would also appear I had neglected to return my debit card back to my purse after using it last night.

I smiled it off as I realised I had my Credit card with me and quickly handed it over to the cashier. It was then she asked for my pin...”Errrr – Shit...I can’t remember!” My face began to turn a bright shade of red, as I noticed the queue behind me building. “I think it’s...” as I pressed some random numbers into the machine. “Can I not just sign for it?” I asked with a slight plead in my voice. “No sorry ma’am we require your pin”. So I stood for another minute desperately looking towards Dan for any ideas, but it was no good I couldn’t even begin to think what it was, and especially not under pressure. Another employee came over and wheeled off our goods and handed us a ticket to come and collect it all when we had a form of payment.

We headed off a highly embarrassed and very angry at myself for not checking before we left. We hopped back into the car and began the half hour journey back home. On the way we came across a fuel station with a cash machine as I had been thinking about the number and thought I had remembered it. I placed the card into the ATM and proceeded to enter the sequence of numbers. This was rejected, so I tried again with a slightly different arrangement. At this moment a grinding noise started up and I thought “Yes – It’s going to work” as a receipt pops out. I stand waiting for the card for a minute, then grab the receipt and look at it to which it read “Your card has been retained, please contact your card supplier”.

Completely outraged I stormed back to the car, landing heavily on the seat and said “Lets go” I turned to the ATM yelling “Keep it! - There’s no fucking money in there anyway!” We eventually got home, grabbed my debit card and drove back to Tesco (another half hour), picked up our shopping and arrived home, two hours later than anticipated.
Oh what fun!!

Moving House - Episode Two

Four simple steps for a sofa.

Where's the fun in going into a shop, picking out a sofa and getting it delivered within the week fully built and ready to sit on.

We always have to do things slightly different to others and because of this we bought a Nabru sofa. Check out their website www.nabru.co.uk it's great. You measure your room and get a sofa to fill the space. Then you can choose it in the fabric and colour of your choice and after a bit of research it has worked out cheaper too!

Step One = Don't get crushed by a pallet of flat pack sofa

Step Two - Work out the 3-D jigsaw puzzle of sofa pieces.

Step Three - Supply this monkey with tea and he will work all day.

Step Four - The end! (Note the coffee table is still a cardboard box with a table cloth to disguise it!)

Hot Wheels

We’ve bought a car...she's called "Casey"

Moving House – Episode one

To anyone I haven’t informed yet - We’ve moved!!

Unfortunately it’s not into our own house, which we had lined up to purchase and renovate - It is another rental property. However, it has four bedrooms (compared to two in Fig Tree Cottage) a good sized lounge/study and kitchen/dining. It also has three toilets , which is great but proved a problem at first, because you find yourself standing crossed legged on the landing trying to decide which toilet you want to use today. And the best part...a garage!

The only other problem was it’s completely unfurnished (bar white goods), which is great as we want to start accumulating our own furniture, but when we unpacked our last box from Fig Tree Cottage we suddenly realised how little we actually own up here.

After moving in on Boxing day (not recommended! – And only because I couldn’t be arsed taking down the Christmas tree and putting it up again in the new house) we spent the rest of the Christmas holidays shopping...awesome!
Strangely I haven’t taken a picture of the outside yet, but “Here’s one I made earlier” and a few interior photos.

Looking down the stairs from the top story - Every room is on a half level, which is kind of cool, but does mean 47 steps from bottom to top!!

Looking back to the lounge from the study - It looks small but it goes around the corner.


Becky and Sarah's room at the top


Spare/Toy/Junk room

Kate's room

We are sleeping on a mattress on the floor too!

I'm back!

I know, I know...it’s been ages since I last posted a blog, however it’s not because I’ve lost interest in my website or because I’m too lazy to write (possibly debatable?). In fact we have been so caught up in everything around us that blogging has taken a back burner, as more often than not I either can’t get to the computer, we have no internet connection or just don’t have the time. The later being the main reason.

But I mean to make amends, however rather than boring you all to death with a sixteen page essay on my life in the last six months I’m going to break it down in to short – exciting happenings. (Well exciting for me anyway!)

So here goes...