It’s Friday, another week gone, another week of furniture deliveries. Today Alex and Dave’s bed arrived from Torquay so everything is now complete and finished ready for them, with the exception of the new kitchen which should be fitted next week.
This is the culmination of ten weeks of hard work following our return from The Bahamas, having spent two months or so out there with our family following retirement. Never mind them coming over here, we could handle going back there for a couple of months to get our strength back. Christine and I are walking about creaking and groaning like old people which of course we definitely are not. As you know, although we are celebrating forty years of marriage this year, Christine is still only 45!
Just think, News Café for breakfast, a walk on Cabbage Beach, lunch at Café Matisse and Dinner at Lucianos. What more can you want, maybe a few beers down the rugby club or the BBYC with Ely and Mike, beautiful sunshine and no stress. That’s on top of being with Alex, Dave and the Grandkids. Still that’s all for later in the year.
As I said, we are now putting together the final touches ready for their arrival for the summer and I notice that Christine has spent a long time at the ironing board and is ironing a very nice Ralph Lauren shirt which I assume she has bought for me.
“It’s David’s” she says, “and look at all these jeans, I don’t do jeans. We don’t wear jeans. I’m doing more ironing than Dawnette”. 
Dawnette is Alex’s daily in the Bahamas. In the huge pile of newly washed cloths are jeans, baggy jeans, raggy jeans, denim jeans, lightweight jeans, men’s jeans, ladies’ jeans, kid’s jeans and the ones she didn’t like most, those with holes in the bum, “must be a fashion statement” she says. It appears Alex had phoned to ask what clothes she had left over here last year which prompted Christine to wash it all.
I wonder what they took back with them last year. Looking at what’s here, not much. Our plan was to have enough wardrobes, cupboards and drawers so that when they arrive they will have enough space to tidy all their clothes away. Space is already limited, but I am sure some of the clothes either will not fit or will not be required this year. Changing fashions and all that.
Never the less I take a look in Alex’s wardrobe and there is a shoe box. It’s her wedding shoes, she has been married twelve years, why do we still have her shoes? “Because she leaves them here” says Christine as if that’s an explanation. It appears we also have her wedding dress in the loft as well as Christine’s own wedding dress. Why do we keep this stuff? Are they planning on getting married again and using the same dresses?
I start looking and we have school books from when Christine was at school, Sacha dolls from when Alex was a school girl, Joe and Amber’s first shoes, he’s nearly twelve now, they won’t fit!
I have consulted the Black Book and have created a window for 'Clearing Junk'. Next week, while the kitchen is being fitted, everything not used in the past six months goes. No exceptions. I will update you with my progress.
