Not that anything massively major has been going on, we've just been doing A LOT of diy, like almost every evening. We've been in the house a month now and only between 2 and 9 weeks till the baby is here. I'm going to guess most likely we have 4 weeks left. It takes a bit of explaining: So the baby is due on 9th May (7 weeks time). The most you can realistically go over is 2 weeks (9 weeks time), but the baby is a bit small so they are thinking about inducing me, which according to them could happen "around 37 weeks or before". I have another scan on 4th April so they will probably make a decision then.
You're probably thinking "why are they getting it out early? If it's small, thats like getting a bread out of the oven because it's not done properly." Correct, but the baby might be small because the "oven"(placenta) is not working well, in which case it might rise better in the "microwave", which I think in this metaphor represents being attached to my boob where he can get nutrition in a different way. Theres also a small chance the baby has a more serious problem such as no yeast (genetic abnormalities) in which case taking it out of the oven won't help. This was a terrible way of explaining the baby is small and so I might be induced.
So back to the house... We now live on the border between Belle Vale (a bit rough in places) and Gateacre (quite posh) but officially on our address it's Belle Vale, that's why a 4 bed house with a garden was affordable to us. (£132K if you're wondering, I'm really just including that for the Londoners.)
So our house is in walking distance from houses like this:
It's also in walking distance of this:
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| The beautiful Belle vale shopping centre. Just what the french had in mind when they invented the word "belle" |
and people who wear false eyelashes as everyday eyewear.
I met one of these false eyelash wearers on a trip to Morrisons. It was my first ever time there and I was signing up for a Morrisons loyalty card at the customer service desk. The woman who worked there was a very pleasant false eyelash wearer: she told me all about how you could earn points. Then she told me she saved up all of hers and spent them on vodka, but that I could spend mine on whatever I liked. While having this conversation an old woman with just one tooth in the middle came over and said "haven't you even got a "M" card?!" She was disgusted with me. I said "I've just moved to the area, this is the first time I've ever shopped here and I'm signing up for one now." She still looked disgusted.
So we've invented a game, it's not very nice, we look at people and guess if they're from Belle Vale or Gatacre based entirely on what they're wearing. We'll never know for sure. We've met our neighbours both sides and they're really lovely, proper scouse but super nice. One side told us where all the local stuff was and things that you can do with kids in the area and said come round if you need anything at all. The other side brought round a plant and a huge box of Thornton's chocolates.
At the end of our road is a tree thats been made into a memorial. It always has fresh flowers and lit candles, theres a chair there and sometimes you see a guy spending time there, usually smoking weed. I said to Dan "If I die please don't attach tacky decorations to a tree and smoke a spliff next to me."
Here's some photos of the house progress:
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| I finally have a studio room after 3 years. |
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| We painted it, laid laminate, and got those ikea boxes everyone has. |
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| The bedroom is still a work in progress, we're still sleeping on the floor but the woodchip is gone!
We wanted to get rid of the woodchip because a) woodchip is horrible and b) I once watched a documentary about prostitutes who were also drug users and they moved into a council house which had wood chip and they got it off strait away, so if they can have the self respect to remove woodchip from their home then so can I.
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