The first night was weird as we had no table nor chairs. On investigation we found a small double white plastic seat, which we took into the kitchen and placed in front of a pull out table top. So then all we had to do was work out how to operate the oven, and we could cook and eat dinner. We cooked, ate, drank champagne then went to bed!
The next day we investigated the garden chalet and found table and chairs. Hooray. Getting sorted.
We spent a few nights on air beds, until Ni drove 5 hours back to Poitiers to collect beds, and other furniture from his brother. Trying to hire a removal van was an exercise in itself. Supposedly we had to produce 3 months household bills. Well in all our 8 years in France we've never had household bills. The only thing we've had is fuel bills and mooring fees. The latter don't usually show an address or any details. Anyway that overcome, mission was accomplished.
Getting the furniture into our house was an exhausting and muscle straining exercise. So we took the following weekend off from moving boxes.
The first picture to be 'placed' if not actually hung, was the brilliant Hommage to Vermeer
Now where would ex-boatees go for a walk on a sunny Sunday but to the canal of course!
