It ends with the Spanish phrase ‘Empieza algo nuevo’: start something new.
I took a holiday this week so that we could focus on getting the house ready for Baby 3.0 who is due to be born sometime after 20 January 2011. We didn’t want to get to the end of December and suddenly panic that we’d not done anything.
We had three big tasks:
It’s now Tuesday evening and we’ve completed all three tasks. How efficient are we?!
We currently own a Vauxhall Vectra Estate. It’s a massive car. It’s black and it looks like a hearse. It’s great for getting Reuben and Joshua’s car seats into and the boot is the size of a small country which makes it perfect for carrying the Baby Jogger double pushchair. But it’s not big enough to carry another baby seat.
What we need now is a Compact MPV and from what we’ve read and tried out already we’re going to need a 7-seater in order to accommodate three children under three years old, a double buggy, and whatever luggage we also need to cart about with us.
So, armed with research-she’d-done-on-the-internet Jane went out on Saturday afternoon with Joshua to check out a couple of car showrooms in Dundee, while Reuben and I stayed at home and played with cars. Toy cars, that is.
On Sunday afternoon Jane took me to see a light blue Ford S-Max. It was lovely, the test drive was fun and the price was about £3,000 too high. So we walked away but with details of a similar model in Armadale.
On Monday afternoon we drove away from Armadale having bought a Citroën Grand C4 Picasso that we’d test driven. It looks like a nice car, it’s practical, it’s the right size and it was also the right price. By trading in the Vectra we’ll also get about £500 back which can’t be bad.
I also discovered that the car salesman had lived in my hometown of Selkirk during the 1980s.
Ikea was wonderfully deserted late on Monday afternoon We were in and out in no time, and managed to get out without buying something that wasn’t on our shopping list. Not even a bag of Daim bars.
I built the furniture today while Jane …
… drove to Dunoon to collect a cot from her sister. In fact, she’s just got back so I’ll go and say hello. I’ll unpack the car in the morning.
I was chatting with a colleague at work this afternoon about the weekend. He’s off to Ikea in Edinburgh tomorrow to buy furniture.
He was complaining about the car parks. How can it be, he said, that inside the store is so ordered and organised and yet outside in the car park is just a chaotic free-for-all?
In fact what I said was: the way that the Ikea car park is laid out is completely wrong. There should be two car parks.
So first of all you drive around the first car park looking for a parking space and then when you get there there’s a little card that tells you the location of the parking space in the second car park, like Car Park 2, Aisle 23, Row 4.
I’m going to write to Ikea and suggest it. It’s my Ikea idea.
(Did you see what I did there?)