Go West, Young Folk

Posted on September 20, 2009. Filed under: Uncategorized |

If you were mooching along the A11/Mile End Road in East London two
weeks ago, you might have seen a small white van almost pull up to a
set of traffic lights and stall to an uncomfortable stop near Mile End
Station. Actually, you might have seen this happen more than once both
before *and* after that set of lights. Then, if you had followed that
van down the left hand turn to Stepney Green, you would have also seen
some uncomfortable manoeuvrings and jerky reversing followed, finally,
by a victorious figure stepping out of his first rented van.
Granted, I had to pull over and fumble about in the manual to discover
how to reverse the damn thing. However, I hadn’t killed anyone, or
scratched anything. Yet. For me, that initial drive and park was the
worst part of the move. Since my car is a Citron Saxo hatchback, the
van was just a leetle on the large size for me (the same way the
incidental village of Little Missenden, Buckinghamshire is a *leetle*
bit smaller than Europe) and since I don’t drive much at the moment
anyway (London is such a pain in the ass for cars), I was a bit
nervous on pickup. Thus, at this point, I felt like a king.
Truth be told, the move went fairly smoothly, thanks largely to
Rachel’s excellent organisation, and the help of our friends Chris (hi
again sir), and these reprobates. Hi guys! Yeah, that’s right. I almost dropped a name.
Point of fact, the gentle genteelfolk behind the afore-linked band had
moved house not 3 weeks prior to us, and so we were able to use them
as a guide for how long it would take, and who we should get the van
from (if you’re wondering – Sixt are less picky about what you need to
have to pick up the van, and let you pay a reasonable extra charge to
drop the excess down to about £75).
So Rachel and I took the Thursday and Friday off work, with the
Saturday being the
deadline. We packed Thursday – with a 3 hour break for a regular
diabetes check up (her) and a blood sample for a diabetes check up
(me) and a bit of shopping for containers. We continued packing into
the night, and by Friday morning the place finally started to look
like we’d made a dent:

You should have a look at the rest of the set to see some dodgy
photography, and a pre-moving out, post-moving out difference.
I picked up the van, and then Chris dropped by to help us load up. At
this point, we discovered the only hitch of the day: the van was too
small to take all our stuff in one trip. So, we loaded it up and I
took Chris on a jaunty 1h30m trip through London, and out the other
side into leafy suburbs. We unloaded, turned around and did it again.
I slept the night at my parent’s house whilst Rachel finished the last
bits and pieces back in London. Saturday, we had the cleaners in:
Ultimate Cleaners (http://www.ultimatecleaners.co.uk/) – our lease
demanded a professional cleaning invoice, and these guys were good and
reasonably priced, plus came highly recommended. Then we had the check
out, kissed goodbye to our home, and trudged our weary bodies (and a
fair amount of leftover stuff) to the Tube.
That was Week 1 of 3 completed – now all I had to do was leave work
and then get on a flight home. Oh, and re-arrange the stuff in the
garage for my mum. Yeah, sorry mum.

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