Five go wild in Whistabubble
It was meant to be four of us going to visit Peter & Chris in Whitstable.
Glenn would have come. In fact, he was coming right up until the last minute. He was due to move but had arranged to do it around this Saturday, keeping this day free for our jaunt.
As usual, with Glenn, nothing is ever straightforward.
He had taken most of his stuff to the new house share on the Friday.
He had then spent the rest of Friday worrying if he was doing the right thing.
The woman who's house he was to be sharing had started moving the goal posts.
She had increased the rent and now wanted a security deposit that she previously said wasn't necessary.
The bed and computer desk which she had promised would be in the room, were not.
So, he had been sitting worrying about it.
His journey to work, by bike, would also be a lot longer.
He phoned that night to say he would either have to spend Saturday buying a bed and trying to get it delivered right away or decide not to move, in which case he would need to get all the stuff he had already taken there, back again.
Sigh........
I spoke with him again Saturday morning, when he told me he had decided not to move in with her as this wasn't a good start and did not bode well for the future.
His friend, who moved his stuff the day before, would help him get it back.
This all ruled out a trip to Whitstable for him. I know he had been looking forward to going too.
Donna, Lauren and myself set off. The weather forecast had been awful and the whole thing was almost cancelled. It was only the fact that I didn't have another weekend left that made us chance it.
It turned out to be a lovely day.
We met up with Peter and Chris, made our way along the high street, stopped for chips at the best fish shop and then ate them on the beach.
Back to their house for a cup of tea and slice of delish home made chocolate cake, before making our way home.
We all had a fab day out.
posted by Sue Banks @ 10:57 AM
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