There's something very strange about letting a total stranger into your house and asking them to tell you how much/how little of your stuff you can feasibly conatiner over to your new life. Luckily the man from Anglo-Pacific had both a sense of humour and 4 children of his own, because Oli-in-the-middle was his usual self (imagine a loud, drunk midget who wraps a kite string round your legs/the bannisters/his little sister whilst shouting 'can we take my Boba Fett helmet' for what feels like hours but is probably only seconds and you're pretty close!)
'Anyway, to business' said the brave man from Anglo-Pacific as he stepped over the kite string trip wire that Oli-in-the-middle had rigged up, 'let's take you through what you can't take first and then we'll assess the house'. Now, those of you who know the history of Mr T's and I's relationship will know that when we moved in together (i.e when he adnitted he was practically living at my flat anyway) he brought several items with him. In no particular order of randomness they included; a carving made from some Jamaican wood that sinks in water (fact fans, that's the most exciting thing about the carving - that it sinks, it serves no other purpose, it's not even pretty) a red vase (that got broken not long back) some grotty pillows and a wooden face mask. Oh, and 3 wetsuits, a set of golf clubs, 5 pairs of football boots, a signed Cheltenham town football and a backpack, but they're not important as they've slowly but surely been 'rehoused' along the way. So, imagine my delight, sorry sadness, when lovely Anglo-Pacific man (we'll call him AP man from here on in I think) informed me that 'wicker, seagrass, untreated wood and candles' are now prohibited from being taken to NZ. Gutted. I hope we find a good home for them. Before I'm accused of being too quick to assume that the mask/carving wont make it, I showed AP man said items and he decreed they would not be allowed in the container. What a lovely, lovely AP man.
In other good news, all but our wooden/wicker storage unit and our garden furniture will make it onto a 20 foot container. I even showed him all the clothes 'that they're going to grow into' in storage bags under the beds and he didn't flinch. Though he did say 'there's a lot of stuff for a small room' in Leni-lou's room, I pointed out that the armchair wasn't coming along but I don't think it was just that he was talking about. I also have to go through our Christmas decorations box and get rid of any pine cone type decs, which is fine, what's not so fine will be telling J his collection of pine cones won't be making the trip halfway round the world. Maybe I'll let the lovely man from Anglo-Pacific tell him that bit .....
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