15th August 2030
Kelli had bought a couple of bar stools from an Italian person, we guessed he was Italian because his name was Giovanni. He wanted to meet at a storage facility in Holland, there are many places like this that have sprung up around Holland blotting the landscape.
He came to meet us at the gate by driving his vehicle right up to the wire, this caused the gate to slide open very slowly which was ironic because there was a warning notice on it warning of injury and death. Judging by the speed it went you could be bored to death waiting for it to open. We drove through following Giovanni to his lock up. He was a short, thin man with a strong Italian accent (we were right)
Front and centre were the two bar stools, one needed a bit of repair, so we will call on Larry to help there.
We loaded up and headed for the gate, it slowly opened, my life flashed before my eyes, then we were out, and heading back home.
Apart from those, the room was empty, hardly worth renting one unless he parked his vehicle inside and slept in it, which is a cheap place to live.
Kelli didn’t have a very good night, waking at five thirty, so she was not her best.
She managed to give a second coat of paint to the desk pedestals and helped me reassemble the desk parts. It is a vast improvement over the original, the owner should be impressed.
I stripped the top of a walnut dresser, but I don’t think I can save it as there is some sand through areas, so still thinking about that.
Another Lifetime to go 