28th August 2017
Up at six-thirty, I started the last stage of moving out of the rental.
I wanted to be out by twelve, so worked furiously, as there is little room in the Jag, it took a few trips, but I did it. I even had time to cut the grass, although I didn’t know quite what to do with it.
Finally I loaded the car with the cases for my trip, but I still had this bag of grass cuttings.
I wanted to say my farewells to the Landlord, but he wasn’t there, but I did spot his green bin. So, that was where my grass cuttings ended up.
After leaving instruction with Ryan, I set off for my drive down to Damian’s where I was staying the night.
On route, I stopped off to see my old school friend Rob Derrick who was working on a large house in the village of Wilton.
Rob is a painter and decorator, but also designs , builds, and maintains gardens.
So it was a good opportunity to see the man at work.
The house was amazing, a converted farmhouse with enough painted woodwork to keep him going for the rest of his days.
The grounds were extensive, and the amount of grass clippings that would make, would fill fifty bins.
I reached Damian’s place at around five o clock, and immediately went to see the progress on his garage block. Boy! It was enormous, the length of five terraced houses. Only when you stand in the middle you can appreciate the scale. This will eventually house his entire car collection, with a bit of extra for some more.
The rest of the evening consisted of a Chinese take away, and the season’s finale of The Game of Thrones.
Another Lifetime to go 