12 of 12, December 2011

Last month, 12 of 12 fell on house-auction day. This month, 12 of 12 falls on packing day.

Nightmarish as this was, I was fortunate to have the removalists doing the bulk of the packing, rather than me. If it had been left to me, it would have taken the best part of a year.

As you can see from the photo at right, one of the consequences of packing — and, in fact, of the whole house-selling process — is that my year-long Christmas tree is not on display despite it being well into December. I’m hoping I can remember which box it is in, so that it can at least have a few days of contributing to Tannenbaumic tradition in my new abode.

I am quite sure the removalists were bemused by some of the things they were packing (so was I, sometimes, but I hadn’t had time to sort things out and actually get rid of stuff). Certainly the removalists didn’t realise the significance of some of the things they didn’t pack. The pair of A3 paper box lids in the photo, for example, used to sit in the right-hand shelves of the entertainment unit beneath the TV, where they held some of my VHS movies so that I could pull the box lid out like a drawer, instead of having to shift individual video cassettes.

I have a large number of ingenious-but-odd improvisations like that … but some people just don’t “get it”.

Anyway, enough waffle. This post is already a few days late, so let’s just cut to the chase. Here’s this month’s 12 of 12 – packing day.