The whole weekend we've been very busy unpacking, moving to the other house, hanging up pictures, making beds, etcetera! On Monday Rod left to the UK for his dad's funeral (held on Wednesday). I knew I'd be up for a fairly busy week with more tidying, cleaning, looking after the kids, dogs and chickens, sell Rod's eggs on the market, prepare for my dad & sister's visit and hahahaha try to work.
Then all of a sudden on Tuesday a truckdriver rang that Harry & Milo would be dropped of in the evening. I wasn't expecting them till the weekend! So cleaned the stables, organised feed, hay (lovely lovely people in the area that love to help you out), setting up hotwire, etcetera!
Another very friendly naighbour helped me unload the horses so we were able to give them a little stroll before it was too dark and we had to put them in. Harry & Milo looked relaxed, fairly tired. Harry was a bit crampy and coughing but now, a day later, he's already getting a bit better...
Harry looked like he recognised something. It's of course hard to say what a horse is thinking! But it was clear both boys completely approved of being out in the pasture in the spring sunshine today.
This morning we visited Robbie and Fiona, our neighbours across the river. Charlie and Lola love playing there with their grand kids: Two girls that look like fairies with white hair and beautiful faces. Hyacinth and Antonine. Such sweet girls. In the mean time I trimmed one of Fiona's horses' feet. It looked good. I hope I get more clients! I love that work too.
Later today Robbie and Fiona dropped of a 300kg bale of hay. For only €27! Lucky me!
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Saturday..
Place full of boxes and memories of NZ, after a fitful first night sleep in our house and on our own bed I am feeling a bit overwhelmed by it all. Perhaps the move, loss of friends, my Dad (plus the newness) has finally caught up with me...
The container arrived in Plouye the night before it as due so the driver could sleep in his cab yet when he brought his truck down it was quickly apparent he had no hiab and therefore we were to unload the whole thing at head height. However, after awhile a removal truck arrived with two lads and a back lift so we were able to lower the heavier bits such as our rock, coffee roaster and of course my motor bike...
Interestingly, anything meltable (candles, soft plastics) have either warped or become blobs, the heat of the equator I presume. However, surprisingly little is damaged and it is lovely to have a change of clothes, clean towels and all our familiar things. Big thanks to Anne who came over from Brest to help out, made a huge difference in sorting out the chaos..
So today we shall set it all up (although there is little wall space for our pictures until we renovate the second half of the house (we are Marae style in the bedroom for awhile)). I need to make sure all is in order before heading for the Plymouth ferry on Monday for my Dad's funeral on Wednesday...
Weather wise is still cold and wet! just like home... the days are certainly getting longer and so the promise (hope) of warmth is about. The new chickens are slow to adjust, I think they have been barn raised and so do not understand the great outdoors or roosting. Last night I gently put them all up on the roosting bars as they had been sleeping on the floor, curiously they slept there so maybe it is in the old part of their brain. They are quite tame so I shall just keep plugging away with their chicken training (oh and their eggs are so small and perfect, virgin eggs!?)
Okay, enough from me... Heleen is lying on he couch (a real treat after so long in a hard chair!) thinking of her two boys who as I write this are sitting at Auckland airport awaiting their boarding call. They will fly to Heathrow for a two day stopover in Kent (no doubt 5 star accommodation! fresh hay and chaff) before being driven here.
So all in all life is good, plenty to keep us busy for the next 10 years, soon to rekindle my ploughing skills (who would have thought those two years in college would come in so handy) as Robbie (lovely chap over the river) is selling me Hector (a 1965 Fendt tractor)... that is another story...
Here's a long distance cheer for the Black caps in the second test....
The container arrived in Plouye the night before it as due so the driver could sleep in his cab yet when he brought his truck down it was quickly apparent he had no hiab and therefore we were to unload the whole thing at head height. However, after awhile a removal truck arrived with two lads and a back lift so we were able to lower the heavier bits such as our rock, coffee roaster and of course my motor bike...
Interestingly, anything meltable (candles, soft plastics) have either warped or become blobs, the heat of the equator I presume. However, surprisingly little is damaged and it is lovely to have a change of clothes, clean towels and all our familiar things. Big thanks to Anne who came over from Brest to help out, made a huge difference in sorting out the chaos..
So today we shall set it all up (although there is little wall space for our pictures until we renovate the second half of the house (we are Marae style in the bedroom for awhile)). I need to make sure all is in order before heading for the Plymouth ferry on Monday for my Dad's funeral on Wednesday...
Weather wise is still cold and wet! just like home... the days are certainly getting longer and so the promise (hope) of warmth is about. The new chickens are slow to adjust, I think they have been barn raised and so do not understand the great outdoors or roosting. Last night I gently put them all up on the roosting bars as they had been sleeping on the floor, curiously they slept there so maybe it is in the old part of their brain. They are quite tame so I shall just keep plugging away with their chicken training (oh and their eggs are so small and perfect, virgin eggs!?)
Okay, enough from me... Heleen is lying on he couch (a real treat after so long in a hard chair!) thinking of her two boys who as I write this are sitting at Auckland airport awaiting their boarding call. They will fly to Heathrow for a two day stopover in Kent (no doubt 5 star accommodation! fresh hay and chaff) before being driven here.
So all in all life is good, plenty to keep us busy for the next 10 years, soon to rekindle my ploughing skills (who would have thought those two years in college would come in so handy) as Robbie (lovely chap over the river) is selling me Hector (a 1965 Fendt tractor)... that is another story...
Here's a long distance cheer for the Black caps in the second test....
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Container arriving tommorrow
Container arriving tomorrow! Watch this space for pics of chaos, hard work, and happy faces!
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
New chickens
Yesterday we bought 21 new chickens at the pittoresque market of Guerlesquin. Some photos of the first moments in their new environment. Rod is chicken whispering.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Almost mobile...
Our first experience of ebay and our hope of a car! We contacted a chap selling a Peugeot 405 break (station wagon), based in Belgium yet willing to deliver for the cost of the fuel etc. Having checked out the specs and double checked all was in order he agreed to drive the 800km to us at which stage we would pay him €2000... with much anticipation he arrived this afternoon and after a coffee we had a look at the car only to find the entire back seat was floating, no attachments at all and therefore pretty useless...
To cut a rather sad story short, we sent him back to Belgium with his car... we felt hugely guilty to think he has driven 1600km yet proud our feeling bad did not translate into buying a car that clearly was not what we are looking for...
Patience....
To cut a rather sad story short, we sent him back to Belgium with his car... we felt hugely guilty to think he has driven 1600km yet proud our feeling bad did not translate into buying a car that clearly was not what we are looking for...
Patience....
Friday, March 19, 2010
A fond farewell..
Admidst all this settling in I had the sad news yesterday that lovely my Dad had died in the night at the grand age of 88… A relief in many ways for him as this year and over the last couple he had become increasingly confused and therefore frustrated with life.
He was a lovely man with a big heart, in fact it would be fair to describe him as selfless (in some ways to his detriment). As with many of his age he was a very different human being than us today, hugely appreciative of what many of us take as a given… warm food, housing and a bed to sleep in. Quick to offer this to others and loved nothing more than a big shared meal with plenty of people, laughter and wine…
It will take sometime for me to adjust to his absence, curious being that I have largely been away in NZ the last 25 years yet it is the knowing he was there that created the reassurance…
So I shall plant a tree for him here, he would like that being this is Brittany and home of the same line of Celts as us. I shall post a photo of him as soon as I can find one! but until then I shall raise a glass and say a fond farewell to an old warrior… JSD esq
He was a lovely man with a big heart, in fact it would be fair to describe him as selfless (in some ways to his detriment). As with many of his age he was a very different human being than us today, hugely appreciative of what many of us take as a given… warm food, housing and a bed to sleep in. Quick to offer this to others and loved nothing more than a big shared meal with plenty of people, laughter and wine…
It will take sometime for me to adjust to his absence, curious being that I have largely been away in NZ the last 25 years yet it is the knowing he was there that created the reassurance…
So I shall plant a tree for him here, he would like that being this is Brittany and home of the same line of Celts as us. I shall post a photo of him as soon as I can find one! but until then I shall raise a glass and say a fond farewell to an old warrior… JSD esq
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Comme çi, comme ça
A week of poking and prodding has delivered mixed results…
We had a couple of local builders have a quick look at the houses with an idea of some improvements, finishing etc. The first glimpse of their despair was the shaking of heads and quiet smiles, oh! It would appear that some of what they built will simply need to be redone and other things properly finished...
The good news!? The support we have received from the local people, very welcoming… Some with similar tales of having fallen out with the old owner usually over money/resource. The whole thing is a shame as I had really hoped we would have an ongoing relationship so they could call in on their way up etc.
Anyhow, time to let go of all that and begin the rebuild… I reckon we are looking at a five yer plan to get this place working as we would like. The gites need a lot of work to be up to a standard that I will feel happy to let. If we had the money we would gut the house and start again (inside) but I think we shall focus on one half at a time. Materials in France are hugely expensive and so a few trips to the UK over the summer may be just the ticket. In fact, most goods here are in general twice the price than NZ, if I had known I would have ordered a bigger container and filled it up! One of the exceptions being wine, at 2-3 euros a bottle it softens the blow perhaps.
Talking of containers, ours arrives in port tomorrow (hopefully) and so we should see it next week…YAH!! It's been a long couple of months in the same clothes… Our new car arrives on Saturday so we shall be mobile, the sun has shone for the last few days and the days are certainly longer so all in all things have improved 10 fold from a week or so ago…
One of the builders is also into chickens and so had a look at our flock, another shake of the head! he felt a lot are too old and there should have been replacements coming through now. So as soon as we get the car we are off to the market on Monday to buy some new point of lays and hope the transition is not to long…
Time to get these kids in the shower and sort out the eggs for the market tomorrow. Inspite of all the difficulties we are very happy with our adventure and feel with some hard work, money and time this place will be what it deserves..
We had a couple of local builders have a quick look at the houses with an idea of some improvements, finishing etc. The first glimpse of their despair was the shaking of heads and quiet smiles, oh! It would appear that some of what they built will simply need to be redone and other things properly finished...
The good news!? The support we have received from the local people, very welcoming… Some with similar tales of having fallen out with the old owner usually over money/resource. The whole thing is a shame as I had really hoped we would have an ongoing relationship so they could call in on their way up etc.
Anyhow, time to let go of all that and begin the rebuild… I reckon we are looking at a five yer plan to get this place working as we would like. The gites need a lot of work to be up to a standard that I will feel happy to let. If we had the money we would gut the house and start again (inside) but I think we shall focus on one half at a time. Materials in France are hugely expensive and so a few trips to the UK over the summer may be just the ticket. In fact, most goods here are in general twice the price than NZ, if I had known I would have ordered a bigger container and filled it up! One of the exceptions being wine, at 2-3 euros a bottle it softens the blow perhaps.
Talking of containers, ours arrives in port tomorrow (hopefully) and so we should see it next week…YAH!! It's been a long couple of months in the same clothes… Our new car arrives on Saturday so we shall be mobile, the sun has shone for the last few days and the days are certainly longer so all in all things have improved 10 fold from a week or so ago…
One of the builders is also into chickens and so had a look at our flock, another shake of the head! he felt a lot are too old and there should have been replacements coming through now. So as soon as we get the car we are off to the market on Monday to buy some new point of lays and hope the transition is not to long…
Time to get these kids in the shower and sort out the eggs for the market tomorrow. Inspite of all the difficulties we are very happy with our adventure and feel with some hard work, money and time this place will be what it deserves..
Friday, March 12, 2010
Day one...
Today feels like the first day… all the conflict and tension headed south yesterday leaving us with a blank(ish) canvas on which to start…
A lot of what is here is looking somewhat tired and shabby so we have much work to do before the summer brings guests for the gites.
Yesterday I did my first market (on my own) and sold all my eggs, 6 pots of jam and a bag of flour!! Far from the predicted 'adjustment' period, people were very welcoming and lovely… they had organised a shuffle of the stalls for Hilke to be alongside to help out, very sweet indeed… as with the things here the market stall is in dire need of TLC, strange to being selling organic produce from such a grubby pitch! Ah well, plenty of room for improvement, that's how we like it.
Yesterday afternoon we all went up to the local primary school in Plouye… from the outside it looks a little daunting yet inside the feeling was so warm, safe and colourful. The teacher we met has a class of 28 ranging from 2-7 split up into groups accordingly. Whilst we can not quite understand how we instantly qualify, once we have filled in the forms and given them a copy of our house insurance (by all accounts the kids are covered under this?) the kids can go to school on Monday!!
So, day one of our new life starts today, the days are certainly lengthening and signs of spring in the hedgerows and the trees… very nice indeed.
A lot of what is here is looking somewhat tired and shabby so we have much work to do before the summer brings guests for the gites.
Yesterday I did my first market (on my own) and sold all my eggs, 6 pots of jam and a bag of flour!! Far from the predicted 'adjustment' period, people were very welcoming and lovely… they had organised a shuffle of the stalls for Hilke to be alongside to help out, very sweet indeed… as with the things here the market stall is in dire need of TLC, strange to being selling organic produce from such a grubby pitch! Ah well, plenty of room for improvement, that's how we like it.
Yesterday afternoon we all went up to the local primary school in Plouye… from the outside it looks a little daunting yet inside the feeling was so warm, safe and colourful. The teacher we met has a class of 28 ranging from 2-7 split up into groups accordingly. Whilst we can not quite understand how we instantly qualify, once we have filled in the forms and given them a copy of our house insurance (by all accounts the kids are covered under this?) the kids can go to school on Monday!!
So, day one of our new life starts today, the days are certainly lengthening and signs of spring in the hedgerows and the trees… very nice indeed.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Tourists
We like to do touristy things and go for a little drive through the countryside. Today we went to Pleyben, about 20 km away. There was an icy wind blowing on the town square. We had a look in the church, whispering and lighting a candle. After that enlightenment some more divine experiences in the Salon du thé - patiserie...
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Yumm paperwork!
So far we've managed to buy a place, organise a bank account and today to sort out all sorts of insurances for the house, the gites, car and the market stall. The more I listen to the mega fast French the more words I seem to recognise but finally the essence of the story is not always 100% clear.
Next challenge will be getting the car on our name by first getting a warrant, then going somewhere with the paperwork to get a carte gris. By doing all these things you really learn to find your way around, and you get to know helpful people and useful places. And of course heaps new words!
Next project will be signing up for residence or something like that. I haven't got a clue where to start... Starting a business, getting a tax number and social security. We are now covered by a travel insurance, but in a few weeks time I'd like to feel covered by the state, the community if possible.
Maybe we'll learn more on Thursday when we drop by to say hello in the local school. I can't imagine the kids could just go there without filling in any forms. The french love their paperwork, preferably in threefold!
Next challenge will be getting the car on our name by first getting a warrant, then going somewhere with the paperwork to get a carte gris. By doing all these things you really learn to find your way around, and you get to know helpful people and useful places. And of course heaps new words!
Next project will be signing up for residence or something like that. I haven't got a clue where to start... Starting a business, getting a tax number and social security. We are now covered by a travel insurance, but in a few weeks time I'd like to feel covered by the state, the community if possible.
Maybe we'll learn more on Thursday when we drop by to say hello in the local school. I can't imagine the kids could just go there without filling in any forms. The french love their paperwork, preferably in threefold!
Monday, March 8, 2010
Almost there...
The lesson of patience! Into the final countdown of the handover as the old owners get ready to move out on Thursday..a long transition in hindsight and coupled with the personalities it has become increasingly tense…(feels alot like work!!)
So, the practice of patience and boundaries has been the order of the day and so we shall breath a sigh of relief come Thursday..
In the meantime we are filling in the time walking the dogs, fiddling around in the gardens and keeping warm! The days are certainly getting longer and the clear blue skies are lovely… One plus of the cold is not needing to wash so often! Yeah I know, starting to slip right back in time but it's true (I guess without visitors we can't really be sure!!
On the car front it looks like our Volvo may have fallen through as the chap is not ready to sell so plan B is to look for something local… Heleen is keen to buy one as her three main pursuits, horses, internet and driving are all in short supply…
I need to work out a way of being able to watch the rugby later on, not sure who or how but it would be nice to see the tri-nations action…
Apologies really for a surprisingly uninteresting post yet perhaps reflective of the holding pattern here… shall endeavour to supply more engaging insights soon!!
So, the practice of patience and boundaries has been the order of the day and so we shall breath a sigh of relief come Thursday..
In the meantime we are filling in the time walking the dogs, fiddling around in the gardens and keeping warm! The days are certainly getting longer and the clear blue skies are lovely… One plus of the cold is not needing to wash so often! Yeah I know, starting to slip right back in time but it's true (I guess without visitors we can't really be sure!!
On the car front it looks like our Volvo may have fallen through as the chap is not ready to sell so plan B is to look for something local… Heleen is keen to buy one as her three main pursuits, horses, internet and driving are all in short supply…
I need to work out a way of being able to watch the rugby later on, not sure who or how but it would be nice to see the tri-nations action…
Apologies really for a surprisingly uninteresting post yet perhaps reflective of the holding pattern here… shall endeavour to supply more engaging insights soon!!
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Huelgoat
Huelgoat (pronounce hu-well-gwat) is a little town about 8 km from where we live. It has a cute old town square with (frozen) lion fountain. Just behind the square is the lake. The lake comes out in a waterfall with an old mill and a stream with giant boulders. The stream meanders down a lovely fairytale style forest. A great place to take the kids for a Sunday morning walk:
On the way back we stopped to have a look at the wind turbines. The kids call them Teletubbies. Wow it was so cold and windy up there, it felt arctic! On the photo the landrover. It doesn't have backseats so we only go for little trips. On the way back the exhaust pipe fell off...
On the way back we stopped to have a look at the wind turbines. The kids call them Teletubbies. Wow it was so cold and windy up there, it felt arctic! On the photo the landrover. It doesn't have backseats so we only go for little trips. On the way back the exhaust pipe fell off...
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Reality bites...
First market at Huelgoat, bitterly cold Northerly wind that is able to bite in spite of the layers of warm clothing… strange yet I cannot help but think of those poor buggers in the trenches exposed to this weather, seemingly endless cold I suspect…
Anyhow, what I got exposed to today is my painful lack of French! It is so embarrassing not being able to answer what I suspect is a simple question and also creates a sense of aloneness/isolation (as well as huge motivation!) …certainly gives me a greater empathy for those non-english speaking immigrants in NZ I often dismissed in frustration (karma hey!)
So, much work to be done on the language front… we sold about 4-5 dozen eggs as well as swapping a dozen for 5 litres of organic milk before retiring to the cafe for a beer and to thaw out… once again the people I met are mostly very welcoming and helpful… some seem to have heard that I used to be a psychotherapist and are keen to discuss various family members/relationships! A couple of times these conversations have lead to the person having quite a revelation re their issue(s) which is quite satisfying on such a casual basis… perhaps I had better work out my tariff…a bag of flour maybe…
The market experience has given me some ideas for improvement, adding some items etc. It will not be the creator of mass wealth yet I feel it will be a fantastic way into both the language and local community…
As with most things here all finishes at 12pm (12-2pm most things close… I think it is a nice way of slowing down) and so back to the ranch, the afternoon spent mulching the fruit bushes with my two trusty helpers Charlie and Lola… who seem to be finding it very difficult knowing when to stop mucking about and start dreaming…
A week today we shall finally have the place to ourselves, it feels like it has been a long handover and I think we are all ready to reclaim our lives. So, I shall finish off and pick up my French book... yeah right!!
Anyhow, what I got exposed to today is my painful lack of French! It is so embarrassing not being able to answer what I suspect is a simple question and also creates a sense of aloneness/isolation (as well as huge motivation!) …certainly gives me a greater empathy for those non-english speaking immigrants in NZ I often dismissed in frustration (karma hey!)
So, much work to be done on the language front… we sold about 4-5 dozen eggs as well as swapping a dozen for 5 litres of organic milk before retiring to the cafe for a beer and to thaw out… once again the people I met are mostly very welcoming and helpful… some seem to have heard that I used to be a psychotherapist and are keen to discuss various family members/relationships! A couple of times these conversations have lead to the person having quite a revelation re their issue(s) which is quite satisfying on such a casual basis… perhaps I had better work out my tariff…a bag of flour maybe…
The market experience has given me some ideas for improvement, adding some items etc. It will not be the creator of mass wealth yet I feel it will be a fantastic way into both the language and local community…
As with most things here all finishes at 12pm (12-2pm most things close… I think it is a nice way of slowing down) and so back to the ranch, the afternoon spent mulching the fruit bushes with my two trusty helpers Charlie and Lola… who seem to be finding it very difficult knowing when to stop mucking about and start dreaming…
A week today we shall finally have the place to ourselves, it feels like it has been a long handover and I think we are all ready to reclaim our lives. So, I shall finish off and pick up my French book... yeah right!!
I miss my horses
The horse transport company rang yesterday: The horses' trip has been delayed by 3 weeks! The new plan is that they'll be flying out the 28th of March...
The good side is that by then it will be a bit warmer over here. Besides that flying to Heathrow works out cheaper than to Luxembourg (why o why haven't they told me before??).
The downside is that the Weeks family doesn't want to look after them anymore at our old place. Lucky Chelsea will pick Milo and Harry up in the weekend and take care of them for the next three weeks.
Here some photos of Harry and Milo in Chelsea's float and at their temporary grazing. It looks dry and hot in good old NZ!
The good side is that by then it will be a bit warmer over here. Besides that flying to Heathrow works out cheaper than to Luxembourg (why o why haven't they told me before??).
The downside is that the Weeks family doesn't want to look after them anymore at our old place. Lucky Chelsea will pick Milo and Harry up in the weekend and take care of them for the next three weeks.
Here some photos of Harry and Milo in Chelsea's float and at their temporary grazing. It looks dry and hot in good old NZ!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
No turning back :-)
Well, we've signed for the farm! So no turning back...
It still feels a bit strange being here. It's a mix of familiar and yet foreign. The winter sensations, the cold, the disidious trees, the smell of woodfires. New roads, new shops, finding our way around..
I sometimes feel a little bit in limbo without my usual daily occupations like working, horses and just getting around. I can't really work without a proper internet connection, screen and workplace. As I'm typing this I am actually sitting in the window sill to catch the wifi connection of the previous owners! It will all change once they have moved out and we can move into the farmhouse. The 18th of March our container is expected in le Havre. Once we have all our things I expect we'll be able to settle in a bit more.
Horses are coming next week. I'm a bit nervous about it, but once they are here in one piece I'll be really happy. Today we are going to have a look where and how to set up some stables. There are three stables here but they are a bit dark and damp and don't have a view. And if you know Harry, he definitely needs a view! We can keep the other stables for our future house cow and pigs...
The Landrover we have bought with the property doesn't have a backseat so we can't all go out because the kid's carseats have nothing to get attached to. This problem will hopefully be sorted out next week when our 'new' Volvo V40 station will arrive.
Moving generates a lot of paperwork!
- 100's of pages of contract to plough through at the notaire
- Paperwork regarding inheritance stuff we chose not to sign in the end because it was made clear to us that would leave Sam and Sian with absolutely nothing!
- All the rabies and import docs for docs and cats
- Endless lists of stuff in the container
- Letter to proove our no claim status
- Forms to revive my dutch driver's licence
- Forms to get two cars on to our name: A Landrover and a Volvo
and so forth.
Good fun though.
It still feels a bit strange being here. It's a mix of familiar and yet foreign. The winter sensations, the cold, the disidious trees, the smell of woodfires. New roads, new shops, finding our way around..
I sometimes feel a little bit in limbo without my usual daily occupations like working, horses and just getting around. I can't really work without a proper internet connection, screen and workplace. As I'm typing this I am actually sitting in the window sill to catch the wifi connection of the previous owners! It will all change once they have moved out and we can move into the farmhouse. The 18th of March our container is expected in le Havre. Once we have all our things I expect we'll be able to settle in a bit more.
Horses are coming next week. I'm a bit nervous about it, but once they are here in one piece I'll be really happy. Today we are going to have a look where and how to set up some stables. There are three stables here but they are a bit dark and damp and don't have a view. And if you know Harry, he definitely needs a view! We can keep the other stables for our future house cow and pigs...
The Landrover we have bought with the property doesn't have a backseat so we can't all go out because the kid's carseats have nothing to get attached to. This problem will hopefully be sorted out next week when our 'new' Volvo V40 station will arrive.
Moving generates a lot of paperwork!
- 100's of pages of contract to plough through at the notaire
- Paperwork regarding inheritance stuff we chose not to sign in the end because it was made clear to us that would leave Sam and Sian with absolutely nothing!
- All the rabies and import docs for docs and cats
- Endless lists of stuff in the container
- Letter to proove our no claim status
- Forms to revive my dutch driver's licence
- Forms to get two cars on to our name: A Landrover and a Volvo
and so forth.
Good fun though.
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