This building sat next to our house. The "black bungalow", as it was always known,was quite "up together" in it's day, having originally been constructed as WWI Officers Quarters. After the war it was transported to this site where it happily housed two families for 60 + years. Davy and I bought it several years ago with the intention of pulling it down and re-building. The best laid plans huh?!
Last year I did finally obtained planning permission to build a 4 bedroom house on the plot, but, quite frankly, I can't be bothered with the hassle of doing that so I decided to sell it. Over the years it had slowly become derelict and a target for vandals, hence the decision to have it demolished. Another tick on my "done" list.
The funny thing is that it had become a bit of a local landmark and a friend visiting me at the weekend nearly drove on because this was the subliminal trigger for braking and turning! Mad how be become programmed isn't it?
Actually, I have let things slide a bit of late and now I'm on a bit of a mission to get to grips with life again. This morning I attempted, yet again, to clear out the garage and was quite pleased with progress because I finally made a dent in it! But tell me, where does all the rubbish come from? I have so much that it prompted me to get a bunch of stuff together for a car boot sale.
But where do I start? Maybe with the 2 "surplus to requirements" hair driers, 2 pairs of curling tongues and 4 pairs of hair straighteners that I seem to have acquired over the years. Puzzling that, considering I don't, and never, ever, ever have, used curling tongues or straighteners! What's that all about? And I can't even blame anyone else because I actually remember buying each damn pair myself!
Add to that the 20+ vases and multitudes of pillow cases, table clothes etc, etc, and you see I have developed quite a problem over the years.
But, hell, it's lunch time now and I may have another bash at getting my life sorted out after I've had my power nap. But I still have 9 unopened DVD's to view, so I may leave it for another day.