Vodka Always Helps

I have emigrated again. Just to England this time. Today we rather eventfully started trying to furnish our new place. That was an experience. You could say we brought it on ourselves (don’t) since we spent most of our first 72 hours here in Irish bars giving out about Brits not being able to pour Guinness!

They say moving house is one of the most stressful things you can so. Moving a wide couch into a house with narrow doors on a cold, wet day definitely is! I mean, we thought the stressful part was going to be carrying the couch half a mile down the road to get to our house, but as it turns out that part was comparatively easy – though it too elicited many stares from Bristolians (Bristolites?)!

The next part involved a lot of heaving, hoing, pushing and shoving. In the course of which I jumped out the window to try and manouvre it from the other side. As you do.

Eventually it was decided that the door of the house needed to come off its hinges, which required Seamus to go to the hardware shop for screwdrivers. In the meantime, the couch was stuck half way in and half way out of the front door. That was when I realised that while I had managed to jump out the window whilst retaining a modicum of my dignity, it would be impossible to jump back in. Did I mention that it was raining?

And so, as we waited for our knight in shining armour, Seamus, to return, Amanda and I did the logical thing. With her on one side of the window and me on the other, lapping up the confused glances of passersby, we had a good strong vodka and coke.

We know how to make the best of a bad situation!

“yeah twist it – lift it up – turn – no turn the other way – yeah it’s not gonna fit”

“hey neighbour… no, no need for help…just chillin here on my new sofa in the rain”

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Comment (2)

  • Doc| December 31, 2011

    Same thing happened to me. A few years back, I purchase a new leather couch which, when delivered, wouldn’t fit through the door. So it was returned for a non- leather couch which, also, did not fit. I was finally able to get a loveseat in. I’ve been drinking vodka and coke since!

    • OracularSpectacular| January 3, 2012

      Hahahaha – these things happen. You just have to make the best of it!

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