Day 17-Last minute jobs, a shelf for the kitchen, dog to the vets, and early night. Packed most things up , and just need to clean up.
Day 18-Finally leave about two hours late, it was all worth it in the end. The journey home was uneventful, and we arrive home happy but tired.
Day 13- Still no shower cubicle so I’m afraid I lost my patience with the developer a bit this morning. Apparently they can’t contact the plumber directly, only through his sister. He did contact the architect though to ask him to do something. I finally found an ironing board and a fold-out clothes airer for the bathroom. I could still do with a one for the terrace though for the warmer weather. Mel came over to sort out the management bit, and we chatted over a couple of glasses of wine. We now have some coat hooks and a little thing for the kitchen roll on the wall.
Day 14-Friday 30th December- The shower cubicle has eventually arrived, but the plumber arrived unannounced at 8.30. I head off for a ski lesson, and arrive back afterwards to find the plumber still there and someone fixing the shutters. Looks like an afternoon in. It starts to snow about 5.00 pm .
Day 15-New Years Eve, it’s been snowing since last night, and it’s still coming down, so we head for the slopes. Not much else got done, until we went into the village for dinner,
Day 16-New Years Day-We take our friends back to the airport, and make tartiflette for dinner. It’s our last day tomorrow. Early skiing and an afternoon trip to the shops again. I must check out Ambia again.
We have decided to go to Turin for another trip to IKEA, we’re picking friends up at the aiport this afternoon, so we go out ski-ing until 12 , and head off soon afterwards. The car decides otherwise though, and we spend the rest of the afternoon in a garage in St Chaffrey having the diesel drained and the fuel filter replaced. So still no shelves or nice light fittings. I don’t think we’ll ever find any here though.
Shelf-hunting was not a success, the car seems to dislike the cold, and it took me so long to get to Briancon that I missed lunch and all the shops were shut. The day proved very frustrating, and we’re now running out of options to sort out the place before January.
Workmen arrive to clean the apartment next door, but apparently not ours, despite moving all our furniture onto the terrace . The new neighbours negotiate, and they do clean it after all. I went off to Briancon and bought some coat hooks. We keep making a list of things we don’t have. Angie, Dave and Chris are arriving tomorrow, so I would like things to be a bit more organised before then.
We woke up in our apartment for the first time. Handed out the pressies, and we eventually managed some skiing. I brought my comfy old boots so my feet didn’t hurt too much.
Then it was back to furniture construction and unpacking before a nice meal this evening. A strange Christmas day indeed. But nonetheless memorable. We’re really tired though.
It was a day of shopping for food, whilst Jules and the kids added to the cardboard mountain, unpacking Ikea furniture. As I write they’ve hit their first snag, as they’ve lost a screw, and can’t put the cabinet together without it. The beds are up though. I have sorted out food for after skiing tomorrow, for whatever happens, tomorrow at least, we’re going skiing. Perhaps the screw will turn up, I hope so. Both boys are being really useful. Richard has wired up all the light fittings, and Adam is making wisecracks and taking the proverbial. Must go and find them some beer now. We got most of the furniture sorted, and managed a meal before crashing into bed. Our first night!!!