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House Move


Well the fantastic Mr Bus and I have moved into our first home together and I have to say it’s gorgeous.  The move went smoothly, a little too smoothly and when we woke up after our first night we were greeted to a moving in present from the house, being a leak coming through the kitchen ceiling!!!  After a few phone calls I managed to persuade Mr Bus to phone his friend Roy:

Mr Bus: Hey mate do you know any plumbers

Roy: You’re speaking to one

And within the hour Roy to the rescue, however, in order to find said leak we had to go in from the bottom and part of the kitchen ceiling was ripped off, didn’t take much as it was plasterboard and sodden.  Looking at it, it couldn’t have been leaking very long.  Roy managed to find the leak, which was a tiny hole in a pipe, not on a join or anything so just a dodgy batch of pipework, just one of those things.  After a week with a temporary fix Rescue Roy was back and fixed it properly for us, so all that’s left is to redo the kitchen ceiling and I will have my gorgeous kitchen back.
 
 

Also when we moved in the first thing I had to do was strip off the dreadful word “art” that donned a couple of the walls, in the Bedroom was sickening “To Make Your Dreams Come True Just Wake Up” bleurgh and in the bathroom “Happiness is a Hot Shower” purrrlease!!!  Luckily they hadn’t painted them on but used the tacky stickers and they came off no problem.  Apart from that, beautifully decorated and we have already put our own mark on the Lounge with a print above the fire place that the fantastic Mr Bus gave me for my Birthday. 
 
 

 The next exciting thing on the agenda was the arrival of our sofas which are super comfy and I love to cwtch up on them with the fantastic mr Bus.  I am sure there will be more adventures to come with our little DIY projects that we have in mind for our bubble.
 

 

 

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