More on Moving House

My belongings arrived on Tuesday and Wednesday and we have started throwing things out, three toast  racks and four butter dishes? Dorothy has given away a basket work sofa and two arm chairs which came from her conservatory. My studio is taking shape. My plans look like they will work. We had one styming moment yesterday. Our odd job man was to put up shelves in my office but that meant getting the Dobby loom out of there and into the studio which could not be done because there was a whole lot of bookbinding stuff in the studio which could not be moved into its final resting place because that was full of stuff for the office. We did it all eventually and the studio now contains an assembled Magic  Dobby and the office boasts lots of shelves. Though it has to be said that the Dobby loom is missing all its beams. No doubt they will surface.

The biggest problem is that these rooms are on the first floor and there are lots of boxes on the ground floor. I am now quite scared of trying to carry them up because I am frightened of ripping my hiatus hernia apart again. So I think I will look for help next week.

At the moment I am in Inverurie, north of Aberdeen. We flew up last night to visit my step grandson and his family. I have two step great grandchildren of whom I am very proud. Anyway Robert, my step grandson, is one of my favourite people and I have not seen him for too long.

We fly back late on Sunday night. 

One of the problems of unpacking the house until just before I left for the airport is that I have left behin more than I brought. No anorak, no heavy walking shoes, no camera, no thick woolly sweater. Oh well! It is a splendid hotel. Scottish baronial in architecture and service style. My son-in-law had lovely black pudding for breakfast, I know, I begged a bit. And I had finnan haddie, smoked haddock to you. It is all very restful.

And we now have a landline and fast broadband. Dorothy is having a whale of a time searching the web for useful things like dogsitters. By the way, for all you weavers, her daughter is visiting the house this weekend. Her daughter is Cally Booker.