Last weekend was a very exciting one as Caitlin and Andy moved into their newly renovated house. The main events took place on Friday and Saturday and there were loads of people to help.
We were there all day Friday, and then they came back and stayed with us for the night as neither their house or flat was really fit to stay in. We went over on Saturday morning with a tray of bacon butties and helped until just after lunch at which point we headed off for the tram to Old Trafford.
A neighbour of ours had come over and asked if we wanted to borrow their season tickets that they were unable to use. Gel hadn't been to a game for years, so we thought we'd take up their kind offer to see United play the mighty (ahem) Aston Villa.
And it was quite fun, even if the game itself was dreadful, enlivened by a nicely taken goal from wunderkind Marcus Rashford.
After the game we headed back to Sale, avoiding the one or two rather grumpy (and drunk) Villa fans, where we finished off the move, failing miserably to shift a sofa from one room to another. Rather unfortunately there was no way we could get it into its proper place in the living room. We did manage to make a mess of some walls and the sofa itself. :0(
After a meal with Caitlin and Andy, Andy's parents, his brother and his girlfriend, we started to say our goodbyes, at which point I reached down to lift something and a muscle in by back went TWANG. It was like I'd been shot. So I'm now hobbling round with a very sore back dosing myself up with paracetemol and ibuprofen waiting for it to heal, which it seems to be doing albeit a little slowly.
While I'm a bit narked, at least it happened when the bulk of the moving had been completed, rather than at the start.
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