Monday, June 01, 2015

Roots

We had arranged for a local charity to come and collect some furniture and standard lamps that we no longer need. Well that was the theory.

In fact, they wouldn't take the chairs as they did not have adequate fire safety labels. Having said that, we did convince them to take some other stuff. When they left, GF opened up the back of the Silver Vixen's broomstick and managed to get one of the chairs in there. Fifteen minutes later the local recycling centre was up one chair, and we were down one. A quick reload and GF managed to get two chairs in. Fifteen minutes later we had divested ourselves of all the surplus. Most satisfactory.

The afternoon was spent with GF's nose stuck in the interweb catching up on some genealogy research.

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