Very chuffed with our purchases.

When I was a kid we lived in a house that faced up the road, so you could sit at the lounge window and see all the traffic coming towards the house. When we had family visiting from Belgium, and it was always a huge event, we would sit for hours waiting for the car that would slow down and then stop in front of the house and shout “ils sont la”…..Well I was that big kid today waiting for my caravans to turn up. We got a call from the driver at five to say that he would be with us at six thirty and could we come out to escort  him to the door so I presumed he could make it to the Laverie in Brevands or the Avenue and we could then talk him into Bucaille but no, the call came at six thirty from Carantan railway station and we needed to collect our selves together to leave the house and go into town. Mike was pondering which way he would be facing so that we did not bring him over the lock bridge and when we got to the station there they were, our long awaited vans, cute and lovable sitting on their transport but facing the wrong way so we had take a massive detour and bring him through town and back down the N13 to pettitville and then home. The lorry filled our little road and I took the view that anyone coming this way would be neighbours and could go the wrong way around the one way system or stay for as long as it took and help out.  Well it took an hour and we had a good crowd peering through the darkness as Mike and the driver pushed and pulled to get the vans off the back of the lorry. I was really hoping to do this in carnival mode, in the sunshine, laughing and joking our way towards the first stage of the project but it was a little stressey because Mike was having trouble making me understand that he wanted me to tell him if the vans were going skewed as he towed them backwards in the dark and in four wheel drive, apparently that is not easy, and then he would ask which way he needed to turn and I had no idea how to describe a skew that would be back wards to him and just a nightmare to me. We got them off the road after sending half the village on a tricky  diversion up the one way system and as the lorry was getting ready to pull away the last car in the queue was my new neighbour David who was in no hurry, didn’t need to turn back the other way as he could see his gate from where we stood and we just chatted and waited and waited and chatted until the lorry picked up her skirts and disappeared into the darkness and onto it’s next load. My Mum put a Skype call in as she has been as worked up as I have been all day then after a bite to eat we went up with torches and gaz lamp to take a look, and we are not disappointed, and very chuffed with our purchases.  Happy birthday Georgina it will be tomorrow soon.