Gawd its been a month since I updated... Well time flies when you're.....erm......being tormented by mortgage companies and solicitors and the whole nightmare of trying to buy a house!
So what's happening in the trilling blog to nowhere then....??! Erm.....
The new job is going really well. Great people here, already found some festival people among my new colleagues! Plymouth still feels like a cool place to spend a few weeks, and as its Plymouth Music Week Im hoping to get out to see Rev Hammer in the Barbican on Thursday night!
Due to the house still not being bought, Im still in lodgings. This isn't actually all bad at all - its cheap, I get all my meals and the folks running it are salt of the earth Devon folk (Aurite moi lorvvvve?!?!?) who seem happy to do anything to help! I couldn't ask for a better place to stay! But its still rather like living with parents, its not my own place I can call home etc, and the food though homely is....well....meat n 2 veg traditional... I walk back after work passed rows of curry places in the student area looking like a bisto kid following the scent of rogan josh, craving garlic and junk food! Maybe its just what I need after a summer of festival food and cider though!!
Being able to escape work yesterday after a stressful day of haranguing the evil goblins who reside in the castle of ye mortgage lender, inventing ever more fiendish ways to torment the mortals who beg for their money (there's a pattern emerging here isn't there!?), jump into the car and within twenty minutes be sitting on top of Dartmoor watching the sun set from the most beautiful place, reminding myself why I moved down to this part of the country in the first place.
Because the house still is not bought (hmmmmm particularly strong patterns now...) Im driving back (upcountry - see Im getting with the lingo!!) to Worthing every weekend to be with Mel and Seb...which is a strain on all of us since I get there late on Friday, shattered, spend the weekend recovering and then drive back here on Sunday afternoon. Not great, and now certain to continue to January cos we've decided its best if Mel and Seb don't move down til after Christmas cos things have dragged on for so long, so that we can have a Christmas not surrounded by boxes and half unpacked lives, and so Seb can have his 8th birthday somewhere familiar. Makes sense, but means more time apart
Potentially good, potentially bad news...
The mortgage offer should be out today (hooray!) but the evil ones may put on a retainer (boo......and sounds painful ) because (wait for it) we need a damp proof course and the idiots who did the quote put in a massive over-estimate for the plastering work. Over 2k for partial replastering of one small room. As I have some knowledge of these things, and have mates who are surveyors and ... erm.... plasterers I know this is laughable and the evil gremlins have been told this. However, they in their knowledge of the arcane arts of accountancy, know better than us and they probably will want to hold back 2k of my mortgage money......I just know their beady little yellow eyes and green faces will light up at the thought of the inconvenience to which that will put me!!!
Can you tell Im a bit het up about the whole thing?!?!??!
But telling you about it all, dear efester reader (maybe being a bit optimistic there!) has relieved some of the angst...!
Anyroad, it does seem that the light has appeared at the end of the tunnel and I may soon be resident of Cornwall, all official like. Which Im looking forward to, and hoping that the St Austell beer festival will be a good opportunity for celebrating and catching up with Kaz and 5co77ie - if you're still up for it folks the offer of somewhere to sleepover still stands and Im hoping we can have a laugh and a natter and distract 5co77ie from his worries for a weekend.
Thats all folks. More when something exciting happens..... Oh, ok then, more when I can find the motivation!