1st December 2021
Larry’s friends are much like the vehicles he works on, old and needing constant maintenance. The one old guy that turned up today was the epitome of that. He was like the typical Woodstock survivor, long white hair growing into a long white beard with no noticeable difference, I thought he was wearing a white burka.
He arrives whenever his van needs attention, so Larry sees him once a week.
So whilst the bonnet is up and being worked on the old guy wanders around with his dog, his Gandalf locks blowing in the breeze.
The completion of the job is signalled by Larry coughing his lungs up, and the shuffling of the old guy communicating with the usual grunts and groans.
We had to drive up the lakeshore drive to collect a free dresser. This takes us past some of the most desirable properties in the area. Therefore I was expecting something of interest, an Eames of Nelson piece in search of some loving restoration. What was waiting for us in front of the garage was a cheap piece of crap. I was disappointed, but amazed that they would show their neighbours the rubbish furniture they must have in their home.
For us it was to be expected, this type of dresser is the kind that we can quickly repaint and sell, and it was free.
On the way back we stopped off at a thrift store we hadn’t been to in a long while.
We were immediately drawn to a selection of artificial Christmas trees, or rather I was led to where the trees were. Kelli had been hinting that we should get a new tree, as our old one was too small. Now when Kelli hints at something beware, it is likely to be delivered the next day by Amazon.
The lucky tree chosen was tall and bushy, at over eight feet would sit well in our high ceiling . It came apart in three pieces, which was just as well because it was heavy, but we managed to squeeze it into the back of the truck. We were fortunate that it was old git’s discount day. Kelli found a number of strange items that she planned to sell, but I had the unfortunate honour of carrying them around trailing behind my wife.
I was thinking, “Is this is what my life has become, a sad person carrying tat on old git discount day?” I guess it is.
There was a lot of activity on Marketplace this evening, we managed to sell the fully restored train wreck and the buffet that went on this evening, getting sales for December off to a flying start.