I spent an extremely sweaty half hour chopping back the hedge to give us the best chance - well, any chance really - of getting the sofa down the side of the house. Not being much of a botanist, I'm uncertain what the hedge is, but it sure as hell grows quickly. Some sort of creeper, and there's definitely a bit of ivy mixed in with it, not to mention the ubiquitous bindweed, left to itself it renders the path impassable within 12 months.
But armed with my trusty Wilkinson Sword shears I defeated the beast, and filled our green recycle bin to bursting.
Annie arrived at the appointed hour, and after a couple of false starts where we had moved the larger of the two sofas to the conservatory door only to have the rain start up again, we carted the four-seater around the back of the house, down the path and back in through the front door. A peculiar route, you may be thinking, to travel from one room to the adjacent room, but we knew from moving-in day that the sofas would not negotiate the turn from (old) lounge to hall.
Which was the reason for my slight niggling worry that they wouldn't manage the turn into the new lounge either. But I needn't have worried. We had to take the feet off anyway to get the buggers through the front door, but that meant the lounge door posed no problem at all, and within minutes the second, smaller, sofa had followed its larger sister into the new room, and we were sitting pretty.Annie stuck around for another hour or so to run the cables for the rear surround-sound speakers, which leaves me with just one job - to rehang the door. It waits patiently in the old lounge (which we must now get used to calling the dining room) to have its new handles and hinges fitted, and there'll be half an inch or so to trim off the bottom to allow for the new carpet, but once that's done - a job for next weekend - the New Lounge Project will be complete. We've come a long way in three months.
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