got moving to a fine art
Up until the last decade I used to move every two or three years or less, sometimes into 4 brick walls, sometimes onto a bus.
I got used to moving my minimal possessions by pram, the old silver cross type, usually accompanied by some wag whistling the theme tune of Steptoe and Son.
One time i managed to wangle the use of a bedford van with no back doors, one comic releif day, which saw myself and two helpers sitting in the open van hanging onto loose furniture ,wearing red noses and getting cars tooting at us., Health and safety would have had a field day..
One time I moved and halfway there realised I’d left the cat behind. We unloaded and went back to find her sitting by the locked back door looking a bit peed off.
Another time I got to my new place and realised that a box containing nearly 10 years of personal diaries had gone astray, they never did turn up and to this day I’m creeped out at the thought someone somewhere may have found them and read then .
Most times I’ve moved I couldn’t be bothered with the large items like furniture and white goods and left them behind
Been in my current home nearly 12 years, the longest I’ve ever lived anywhere in my entire life.
If and when I move again, Im going to pay someone to do it all for me
(insomniac-surfer oh go on then, just this once, Mon 19 Jan 2015, 22:51, 3 replies)

If you have a van with no back doors, the only acceptable action is to have someone drive it around while you jump in the back, hang on to whatever you can, and sing The Heat Is On.

( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Tue 20 Jan 2015, 9:56, closed)

Top innuendoing!

( edjogs Collared doves are shit., Tue 20 Jan 2015, 12:24, closed)

This van of yours, with no back doors.
Did somebody blow the bloody things off?
( .Yeti. El amor en los tiempos del cólera, Tue 20 Jan 2015, 12:45, closed)