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The Musings of a Mule.

This being the thoughts & commentaries, musings & ponderation of said Donkey. A rather irrelevant look at life & its aspects seen through the eyes of someone who finds thistles ........ rather tasty !
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An Englishmans Home ..... is an awful lot of work!

Posted 08-08-2015 at 13:57 by DaveinGermany

Well it's been a while, what with one thing & another of late I've been fairly busy, but after recently posting some piccys on the "T.i.P" side, I was gently prodded to re-establish my dubious writing credentials. So for the interest & delight of some & the groans of long suffering & put upondness from others, here goes!

As most of you are aware "Chez Williams" is located in the land of "Bier & Brattys" on the North German plain area, for the last 17 or so years that little part of Krautyland that had the luxury of hosting this noble Englishman & his vassals & chattels was Bramsche. Not fully understanding their good fortune, the powers that be, the "Stadtrat" (Local council) set forth over the last 5/6 years to fill their coffers by selling land, giving planning permission to build & generally turning a pleasant area with nearby countryside into a sprawling mass of housing & infrastructure. That being so, our once rural view out the kitchen window ended up with us looking out over rooftops & yards. Then out the back room what was once a wooded copse, roosts for pigeons & crows, a large expanse of grassland where bunnies would hop & the occasional Deer could be seen cautiously cropping at dusk & dawn, became overnight a building site for 5 detached glass & concrete bunkers designed by idiots & paid for by idealistic young families.

Now don't get me wrong, I don't mind kids (just couldn't eat a whole one) but when they're squalling on into the late evening while their parents just sit there getting rat arsed & just turn up their "music" so they don't have to hear their little darlings screeching, it sort of puts a damper on your convivial evening with family & friends listening to Glen Campbell & getting rat arsed too, but without the cacophonous brats. So, as I wasn't allowed to shoot them, just to let them know I wasn't best pleased with their unneighbourlyness we started looking for pastures new.

And last November, Miss Serendipity showed her hand ( I was holding out for a bit more flesh to be honest, but the Witchity one was having none of it ). We were at a friends Birthday do having a coupe of scoops & some grown up chat when houses, housing & the likes came into the equation, a long time friend of ours had a big old house which he'd been using as a part time office, storage space, dumping ground & workshop for some while on & off, but the actual accommodation itself had been basically empty for 3 years, still costing him money via the mortgage, standing bills & slowly slipping into disrepair. He suggested it'd be nice if we took it over, before I could splutter the head off me pint, Marion said yes we'd take it ! Choking on beer suds I questioned his seriousness, yes he was serious, well from that point on I didn't really have a say, well actually I did, but from years of experience, that say was more along the lines of just agreeing with the wife or by 'ell I'd learn true suffering. When a woman starts picking up twigs to build that longed for nest, the wise man just hands her some more sticks, I started handing over planks.

So pretty much from November onwards we were planning a move (deep joy) the date for moving in was set for the 1st June 2015, easy you say, not surprisingly it wasn't ! Oh the packing, shifting, humping & dumping would be straight forward enough, but the place needed emptying, de-gutting, re-decorating & renovating at the same time, not quite so easy now eh? As it was we were shifting Pete's stuff from one room to another or the cellar so we could clutter it with ours, then at the same time decorate around the piles of furniture & boxes, build new bits of Ikea furniture for wherever & whatever, while still living in Bramsche, setting up house in Gaste & doing a days slog to boot, week-ends, evenings & days off were no respite as they were used too, to hurry the move along.

There really were days when it just felt like to much & that we'd have been better off just gritting our teeth & staying put despite the ever increasing irritations in the old place. When the cheap labour didn't show (our boy) to do the decorating, (then allowing us to place kit where it needed to be & therefore out of the bloody way! ) we threatened him with non-payment, which was pretty ineffectual as we weren't paying him in the first place, well you don't do you? It's Fahmlee ! So that & other catalogues of misfortunes seemed to plague our waking days.

As the impending day of transfer came ever nearer the pace became more frantic, so much so that we both used valuable days holidays from our yearly leave allowances at various points to get things squared away!. Added to the final push in those last days of May was the further hindrance of Father dear & Bev who came to visit in the last 2 weekends of May! Aargh! Families, we had to forego their company & shove 'em in a Hotel as the "Nouvea Chez Williams" was still a building site & was just about habitable by us & the Mutt at this point.

Monday June 1st, in, sort of! We'd now changed address, registered, de-registered, keys given back, new keys cut, we were now "Home" warts, lumps, bumps, cracks, peeling wallpaper & flaking paint an' all. Our lives where scattered about in boxes in various rooms throughout the house, cellar & attic, where's thingyo, er in that box there & when not try in box xyz in the cellar, it was chaotic, I am normally quite organized (difficult to believe I know, but true) & this myriad of cardboard confusion was definitely doing me no favours at all.

Slowly though Marion worked her way through the assorted clutter & here we are at the start of August, I am still blissfully unaware as to where most things are (unless I ask her ) and the house is now slowly beginning to resemble a "Home" admittedly one where the inmates (me & the mong) have a right to be, just as long as we follow the Fuhrers rules & regulations. Eventually I'll get round to sorting out a "Man Den" upstairs where I can retreat to, to sulk & skulk as the situation decrees (most of my Whiskies & books are up there already awaiting my attention ) I'll even let the grimlin come too. Who knows, I might even get a shed the ultimate refugium for the male of the species & it'll most certainly have a fridge!

So there you go Folkses, one of the things yours truly has been up to over the last few months & hence my lack of dalliance upon these pages scribing for all to see.

Anyways, thanks for reading ..... And may peace & good fortune be upon you & yours.

Early doors visit from Dad & Bev (May) - Ah, Bodgit Legitt & Sons - Early June, the garden before - Then after - Same garden beginning of August - The guest bedroom (note Ikea blood drawing flat pack bed & wardrobe) - MK I "I made them" steps allowing access from the front room to the garden - Same steps different viewpoint - Our house front (Aug) - Our house back (Aug).




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  1. Old Comment
    Margaret Pilkington's Avatar
    Like labour, moving house, renovating etc is by nature painful....but at the end of it you can sit back and see that something beautiful was born out of that hard work.

    I know this from our personal experiences that started around the same time that you decided to move.
    Our house turned back from building site to 'home' at the beginning of March.

    Your new home looks lovely, I wish you health and happiness in your new home.
    Posted 08-08-2015 at 17:35 by Margaret Pilkington Margaret Pilkington is online now
  2. Old Comment
    That looks a fine place but expect an endless list of 'Now I'm settled I don't like- the wall colours you just spent days painting, the cushions, those chairs' etc, etc, etc.
    It'll start just when you think you can sit back and relax with a whiskey!
    It'll have to be a very loud brat for you to hear it from your new place, you look well away from your neighbours.
    I hope you're both happy in it, and the dog of course(he'll be happy if there are good walks nearby).
    Posted 08-08-2015 at 19:41 by Gordon Booth Gordon Booth is offline
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    DaveinGermany's Avatar
    Cheers for that Ma & I'm sure our expectations will be met, Gord I let the boss choose the colour schemes, décor & the likes especially to avoid grief, as to the Whisky .... there's always the "Man Den"
    Posted 08-08-2015 at 20:37 by DaveinGermany DaveinGermany is offline
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    Turtle's Avatar
    Moving house is always a chore, especially if there are renos to do as well. Your new home will be well worth it in the end. Thanks for an enjoyable read!
    Posted 09-08-2015 at 11:19 by Turtle Turtle is offline
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    Great read. Neighbours can certainly make or break one's enjoyment of life. Enjoy your new home, am sure you will find the effort has been well worthwhile.
    Posted 10-08-2015 at 00:12 by dotti34 dotti34 is offline
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    DaveinGermany's Avatar
    Thank you Ladies (Turtle & Dotti), got to agree with your points & I'm sure that eventually everything will be just fine.
    Posted 10-08-2015 at 19:05 by DaveinGermany DaveinGermany is offline
 

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