I am sorry to say that Lucy’s house is not going to happen.
I do not exactly understand why this is, but this evening the vendor explained that she would like to sell it to Lucy but the auction house has sold it to somebody else and she can’t do anything about it.
I think the problem may be that the vendor simply is not very clever.
However, onwards and upwards, once again we are looking at houses. We have found a very nice one about which I am holding out no hope whatsoever because clearly house purchasing is more difficult than it looks.
Still we are going to give it a try, there is a massive advantage to this house in that it has not burned down, which is always a good thing, although there is also the disadvantage that it costs a very lot of money. This is not such a good thing.
Hence I have spent today trying to raise some money. This was not really because of the house thing but because of insulation boards for the loft, and also because it is nearly Christmas.
I took pictures of clothes that we don’t want or have become too stout to wear comfortably, and put them on eBay.
I have just looked at eBay now and to my enormous surprise people are already bidding on them. I do not know why I am surprised because basically this is the way we purchase our own clothes, so I should not find it peculiar that other people do the same.
The whole thing was a bit of a faff, and took ages. I had to take pictures of clothes from every possible angle and measure them carefully to make sure I was not accidentally fibbing about how big they were. It turns out that a pair of trousers does not easily fit in a photograph, which had not occurred to me before.
When I had done that I had to fathom out how to advertise them. This meant that I needed to say the things eBay insisted I needed to say. What I wanted to say were things like One Pair Blue Trousers, and One Pair Green Trousers, but eBay wanted to know all sorts of stuff like Style, by which they meant whether they were Cargo or Chino or all sorts of other things. None of these meant anything very much to me, and if I am honest I had not really noticed that there was more than one sort of trousers. Then there was Details, like whether or not they had pockets. Of course they did have pockets, all sensible trousers have got pockets except the stupid ones purchased by Lucy’s generation, I really can’t imagine what sort of an idiot buys trousers without pockets, where on earth would you put your handkerchief?
When I had finished sticking my tongue out and scowling at the computer I carefully wrapped everything up ready to be posted if anybody buys any of it. I was very pleased with myself because I remembered to label the parcels so I would know what was inside each one, what an unspeakable nuisance it would have been if I had forgotten that bit.
In the end I managed it, and had a kindly email from eBay congratulating me on my success and advising me that I was now only allowed to sell goods up to the value of a further twenty eight thousand, seven hundred and forty pounds this month, so I had better not get too enthusiastic.
It is all very useful with the loft-clearing process.
We will have a luxury penthouse apartment in no time at all.
