Well the stuff arrives today.

The kitchen is substantially degreased - a slight stickiness remains.

Most rooms need some degree of decorating - either emulsion painting over what's there or paper-stripping etc., but we'll get round to that bit by bit. Also the handbasin in the downstairs loo is badly fixed to the wall and the tap is dodgy. Until we can sort that out we'll just use the one in the bathroom.

More urgently we must:

1) work out how to put the heating on (!) - certainly the hot water has been getting warm while the electricity has been on. For this I need a torch because the boiler is in the attic. (Not as crazy as it sounds, really, honest..)

2) find the water stop cock (which will also have a meter attached - the vendor read the meter last week so it must be there and accessible!)

3) buy a mail box and put it somewhere the postman can find it

4) get the phones and internet connected. For this the best thing is to go and queue up at the France Telecom office.

5) Get heating serviced and chimney swept. This will put our minds at rest ready for the winter, which has announced it's forthcoming arrival. The temperature plummeted suddenly yesterday.

I took lots of pictures of the house and environs yesterday, but I can't post them until I am reunited with my proper computer some time soon.

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Anonymous said…
Welcome to your new home! Hope all your arrangements go smoothly. Thinking of you. Pob bendith.
9:27 am
Anonymous said…
Welsh autumn/winter arrived last night with a widespread frost. The leaves are suddenly hurrying to drop off the trees. I hope you have made a list of all the things to do, so that you ca have the satisfaction of crossing them off one by one. The more detailed the list, the more productive your labours then appear to be!
9:59 am
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