Showing posts with label freecycle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label freecycle. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Going through the motions

I got so much else on my plate at the moment that the last thing I need is blogging guilt. I feel like I'm letting the kids down a bit by not noting down things here.

Hell, I haven't got the time so my blurbs here will have to be infrequent.
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The twins are 4 today, only eight more months until they start school WOO-HOO. We're having a party at the bear factory on Saturday. They'll get to make a cuddly toy each. 12 kids at £12 a head works out about the same as hiring a hall and bouncy castle plus we don't have to provide any parry bags as all the kids will have toy to take home.
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My Grandma has finally decided to move in with my Mum. She's 87 and her sister died last year so she's been a bit lonely on her own in Merseyside. Mum and Dad went to clear out her old bungalow this weekend and I got a wheel chair for her from Freecycle.
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Bloody car broke down on Saturday, turns out it was just the battery but it cost £123 to join the RAC and get them to come out plus £71 for a battery. Put this on top of the twins birthday and having just come out of Christmas. January is proving to be very expensive. Roll on payday.

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Garbage man

Last Saturday I had planned to pick up a sofabed from Freecycle. I drove up to Chatham for 11am and met the kindly donator outside her house. We went around the corner to the garage where the thing was stored.

Usually I ask for photos before I go and now I'm going to make it a rule. I'm not sure if she really meant for it to be used or if she was just trying to get it to the tip without paying someone to take it away. The frame was OK-ish but the matress was wet, mouldy and it stank.

As I was texting my wife "Going to tip, this thing stinks" I thought about GC at work. He's going to piss himself when he finds out I've driven 50 miles just to take out a stranger's trash. Oh well.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Freecycle

Recently we've been camping in a tent my Mum got for us. It's a cheap way of having a holiday and quite a lot of fun with the kids, except when they need a piss first thing in the morning or during the night and we've got to tramp throught the rain to the toliet blocks.

Someone posted a porta-potty on Freecycle, we got in touch and arranged to pick it up. Wow, this is generous, we're going to get a free camping toilet. No more 4am trips to the toliet blocks. Yippee!

Last night we drove up there and met the guy outside the scout hall, he had the porta-loo in his car. He was a scout master and this loo was surplus to requirements, they'd only found it during a clear out of the storage hut and it had probably been there for 8 years or so.

We're having quite a chat with him about camping trips and stuff when he hands the loo to my wife. As she takes it, it shifts a little and from within we hear a 'SLOSH'. Hmmm, nice, 8 year-old fermented scout's piss. Can't wait to clear that out.