Packing up by Misha Herwin

 

Packing up

The dolls house is packed and ready to go. The rooms are empty, the furniture and the inhabitants snug in the small boxes that will travel inside the house itself. It was less than an hour’s job and all they have to do is wait until we arrive.

Meanwhile the ups and downs of moving house in the UK continue.

The latest blip concerns the electrical report. Let me state from the onset that this is not a legal requirement, nor do we have or ever did have any concerns about the state of the electrics. We’re both far too nervous people to suspect our wiring might be faulty and not instantly call out an electrician to deal with the problem.

Our buyers, however, commissioned a report which came back with pages of recommendations, none of which were safety issues. The report came with an estimate from the same company for the work, which our buyers asked if we were willing to pay for!

The answer being no and convinced that they were being overcharged we asked our own trusted electrician to assess the situation. The long and short of this being than none of the work is necessary and at the very most would cost one third of the estimated price.

Until we come to an agreement with our buyers over what our own solicitor calls “making a mountain out of a molehill” we are all stuck.

Hopefully the issue can be swiftly resolved and we, like the slumbering dolls, will soon be on our way down South, but of all the problems I thought might raise their heads, this is something I never ever imagined.

In the meantime, we continue in this liminal state. On the edge of a new life, yet still tethered to the old by a length of cable.