Urban-Cub had to go across to LA to finish up some of the last bits in the old house. Unfortunately, that didn't go to plan as it is fairly clear that Pistol Pete hasn't done all of the things that were expected and has just dumped stuff that he doesn't want in the garden and garage, expecting some unknown fairy to come along and magic it away. It was also clear that some of the stuff he was taking, he is no longer taking. The upshot is that Urban-Cub had had to get a larger storage unit and move everything around from the old to the new and make room for the unexpected items. To say she has had a stressful day would be an understatement.
Talking of stress, the Silver Vixen and Gorse Fox went into our local furniture shop and completed the transaction for the new "Stressless" recliner. It will be delivered tomorrow. The question we had to handle was regarding the disposal of the old armchair. Urban-Cub put it on the Face-ache Marketplace for £50. Two hours later it was sold and by early evening it had been taken. (Based on that success we will try and get rid of our old recliner) the same way.
Cousteau-Cub and the Coventry Hobbit popped round in the early evening to walk Tyson round the lake and to see Urban-Cub and Ellie. The Gorse Fox thinks it was just the tonic that Urban-Cub needed.
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