I'm dedicating the entire month of June to Flashbacks: Hitting the blogging time machine and exploring what I was rambling on about many moons ago on a different (and now defunct) site. For our first foray into my past, it's all about moving into the house I had just taken out a life changing loan on... It wasn't a typical house move, it was a bloodbath. Mine mainly as my lifeforce ended up on both the washing machine and fridge to add a splash of colour to the otherwise dirty off white. But that's what you get when you try to wrestle heavy white goods off a truck and you're not as built as the truck you tackled it off. Still aside from the shredded skin, gouges and half destroyed pack of bandaids - I can happily report that Operation Mansion Move (with thanks to the better half and her parents and their Deathtruck 2000) was a raging success. I'm now in my mansion, I'm now unpacking in my mansion and gosh darnit, it brings a wet eyeball of happiness ...
The various works and occasional ramblings of one man with no plan and everything that happens along the way.