Menoovering; Stuff Shifted

You will recall that I had a visit from my siblings sprung upon me all unawares a week and a bit back. (Or you don't and it doesn't matter.) All four of us in one space! Slightly ahead of the permitted relaxation of regulations around COVID, but Macs 2 and 3 had limited time up here from their homes south of the border and were working to a strict timetable. They always are those two.  Mac1 would have stayed on had it been possible. She'll be back in a few weeks to have a couple of nights with me. 

Mac2 likes using her too-clever-by-halfone for photos - she should have given me time to remove the raggedy worktop!

Anyway. Mac1 arrived ahead of the two youngsters and brought in her part of the load. I had the lunch on the go (vegemince and tatties) and it was just ready as the rest of the stuff came up the stairs and through the door. What was arriving?

Well, there was a goodly bit of kitchenware (cutlery, tumblers etc), the clock I had given parents for their 25th anniversary... and lots of other small stuff still to be processed. In the furniture, there was a set of white drawers - now resident in the large entrance hall. There was a set of teak drawers for the bedroom. Also in teak, a set of four cabinets that my parents bought back in the 1970s. They are capacious and functional. One part, which has a drop-down bureau-style door, is sitting on top of the teak drawers in the bedroom, so guests now have a 'desk' if required. Two of the cabinets which have regular doors are now in a slightly rearranged lounge situation, creating a sideboard effect...

It has been a bit more dressed since then, but you get the idea. My DVD collection is now in that left-most cupboard, along with some coffee table books. There is still a lot of shifting and sorting to be done, but that second cupboard is likely to contain art materials or some such. 

The fourth of the cabinet set lost its door many years back - the door was rediscovered when the attic at #15 was being gutted in the clear up. I wanted that unit to remain open, so the rescued door was doctored slightly by Mac3 to sit beneath it and thus bring it level with the table in the kitchen... and it happily contains the wrapped boxes I'd created but makes it look a lot more finished. I am thrilled, as now the kitchen is pretty much in the order I want it (including the bread box, handcrafted by Mac3 for our late mother about 20 years back - and I am proud to now own that [beside the microwave)]. I celebrated with savoury (cheese and celery) pancakes!

They were here but a couple of hours before heading off back east. Macs 2 and 3 would have headed south on Friday. Who knows when I will see or hear from them again. Whilst there is much that ties us, there are two distinct halves to our family unit. When they want their annual dose of the west coast Bonny Land, no doubt they will show up!

Now to continue sorting out my own life...