I managed two loads from Southway to the new house and another of immense dimensions from Laira Street on Saturday. The two sofas were finally moved complete with door removal at both ends and a lot of sweating. I did about five hours on Saturday and we still went visiting in the evening to help out with a few small things. Molly is not very sweet at present, she is peeing anywhere she fancies in order to get her message across too. Saturday evening, I looked like death warmed up but still managed over 90 minutes talking to Russ.
On Sunday we did a major shop and topped up the fuel tank on the Merc again, 22 litres of chip oil and about the same of diesel.
This morning, Hazel had to be at Derriford Hospital for her check up results and I had a bloods. So I took her to work and drove straight to the surgery thinking I would have a pee and sit and read for twenty minutes. Whilst I was in the toilet, my name was called. The first appointment had cancelled and I was there so I went in first.
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