Showing posts with label accounts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label accounts. Show all posts

Monday, 4 May 2009

Daft Dogs and more DIY

It’s been a funny few days; we’ve not got as much done as we would have liked but at least we’ve got Harriet and Shane moved in, lock stock and barrel. I don’t understand quite why but it felt more stressful moving HH in than it does with a regular tenant! Harriet came over on Friday morning and I took her to IKEA to get a last few bits for the flat which seemed to make her happy. After IKEA we all met up at the flat to meet the aerial man who arrived promptly at 11.30 as promised. Luckily it wasn’t raining and he was able to fit the aerial to the side wall and feed in the wiring to the lounge and main bedroom. It took him 3 hours from start to finish and at least now Harriet can get Free-view in both rooms. Phew!

Harriet’s dog Coke seems to have settled well into his home. I don’t have much love for staffs but actually he is a lovely little fat thing and has a sweet temperament (unlike his owner!) It was funny to watch him slide around on the tiled floor. Also the steps up to the flat are quite steep and it was hysterical to watch him climb up and down. Coke took a liking to Phil and vice versa, he got lots of sloppy licks! Harriet says if I like Coke so much, how come she wasn’t ever allowed to have a dog when she was a little girl? I said to her, having a child was enough for me! I do like dogs but they are a tie, bit like kids really!

It was such a nice afternoon that after the aerial man had gone HH drove us all to The Giffard. She had a diet coke and a plain burger and then went on her way leaving Phil and I to talk strategies for our next project over a bottle of wine. We had much to discuss because whilst Phil was loitering outside watching the aerial go up, Aiden from next door came over and told Phil that he was going to be moving out at the end of the month. My heart sank when Phil told me because having just finished Harriet’s flat, we have to start all over again on next door. And having just been through the process, I know exactly what work is in store for us.

It looks like we will complete on the kebab flat sale at the end of the month and my initial thought was that we could move into Aiden’s flat and it would be problem solved. But Aiden’s flat is in dire need of modernisation and it makes sense to do it now whilst it’s empty and there is no way we can live in the flat without a bathroom or a kitchen. So if Jimmy & Shirley are okay with it, we will be taking them up on their kind offer and move into Shirley’s house for a few months. We walked back from the pub and just chilled in front of the telly watching lots of episodes of “Homes under the Hammer”. Harriet phoned to say the new cooker had stopped working but we couldn’t drive because we’d had wine and besides we were already in our pj’s. I have subsequently called out the Curry’s helpline and they are coming out on Thursday. She will just have to live on takeaways until then.

The communal heating has gone off in the kebab flat and we have gone from living in a sauna to feeling chilly. Now we also have to switch on the emersion heater for hot water. This is not only inconvenient but also costs us more on the electric meter. I think we are escaping from the kebab flat not a moment too soon. We started on the accounts on Saturday, a job which we both hate with a passion. The company accounts aren’t so much of a chore because I update them on a weekly basis but we don’t do anything on the flat accounts until the year end. This year it’s even more complicated because we have put a couple of properties in joint names, so we have an extra set of accounts to do. Also we changed mortgage companies half way through the year so this makes it even more fiddly. Accounts are not my forte; thank goodness we have a fantastic accountant.

On Saturday we did the tour of DIY stores to see what deals were on offer for kitchens. Along with the rest of Milton Keynes I think because the car-parks and stores were packed out. The plan is to source all of the materials for Aiden’s flat before he actually moves out. HomeBase had a fantastic deal and we found a cream shaker kitchen that we really liked, £480 based on 8 units. We booked an appointment with the kitchen designer and went back yesterday for our 10.00 am slot. We are doing a similar layout to Harriet’s flat, not identical because we are having an integrated cooker unit and are putting an extra unit in the cupboard off the kitchen. Craig, the kitchen planner, gave us an extra 15% discount on top of the 50% and 30% deal saving us around 500 quid. All in all, the whole kitchen came out at just under £1000. Not bad and we were most impressed with the service that we got, much better than B&Q. The added bonus was that Phil has a Homebase card and we got the interest free deal and don’t have to pay a penny for 9 months.

I cooked a roast chicken for lunch on Sunday which we had with new potatoes and salad. Phil was most disappointed because he was looking forward to a ‘gravy’ dinner but he still managed to finish what was on his plate plus some more! In the afternoon we went for a steam and a Jacuzzi at David Lloyd but couldn’t be bothered with a workout or a swim. Now that we have to pay to have a shower here, it’s cheaper and easier to go to David Lloyd.

This morning we lazed in bed with mugs of tea and yesterday’s papers. Well, what else is there to do on a bank holiday Monday? Phil got up and made us fry-up. I was meant to be starting back on the diet this morning but there is no way I can say no to fried potatoes. It’s nearly midday and I ashamed to say that I am still in my dressing gown. Phil is also still in his pyjamas but we got started on the accounts at half past 7 and 4 hours later we’re still going. The weather seems lousy so I think we’ll carry on until lunchtime and then call it a day. All run of the mill, boring stuff I’m afraid. Not really much to write home about but that’s the way it goes sometimes.

Tuesday, 28 April 2009

Home Sweet Home

Well we made it back to the UK all in one piece, having survived yet another adventure in India. Did I have a good time? Yeah in parts, I enjoyed our stay at The Leela, the boat trip was fantastic and 3 days at Soul Vacation was peaceful. Phil certainly chilled out! I didn’t however, enjoy the heat and humidity and I certainly wouldn’t go at the end of the season again. The staff, at times were reluctant and appeared weary, which I suppose at the end of an 8 month stint, is only to be expected. The poverty in Goa has never sat comfortably with me and it was sad to see the desperate begging of the beach sellers and the shop owners on the streets. We feel sorry for ourselves in this country with talk of the recession but when you see how little the Goan people have, you realise we live like kings and queens. Both Phil and I feel like we have really done Goa and that if we have the opportunity, we shall travel elsewhere for our next adventure.

Both Phil and I expected the journey home to be horrendous but in fact it wasn’t too painful. Dablomin airport wasn’t as chaotic as it usually is, only one hour queuing to check-in and get through customs followed by seven million passport and bag checks and then straight on the plane which amazingly left on time. Phil and I got seats together and sat next to an Indian man who lived in Leicester. Halfway through Phil swapped me for the window seat and I got my head down for a few hours sleep.

Ten hours later we arrived in Gatwick, collected the bags and straight through customs without a hitch. We were booked on the 8.40pm coach back to MK but Phil managed to get us on the 7.50 coach thinking we would get home earlier. What we hadn’t realized was that the 7.50 coach detoured to Hemel town centre and also to Luton airport so it actually got in only 5 minutes before the later coach. Never mind, Swift Cars picked us up and we were back at the kebab flat just after 11pm. Every thing was fine; the flat ponged a bit but we hadn’t been burgled and there was no evidence of any fires. Phil went straight to bed but I opened the cases and got a wash going before turning off the lights.

Unfortunately I couldn’t get off and both Phil and I were up watching the Grand Prix recording at 5am. Well Phil was; yours truly was busy unpacking and cleaning up the flat. At 7.30am we were in Sainsbury’s buying supplies which is never good when you’re starving hungry. We went home for bacon and egg rolls and then went to collect my car from the garage and then dropped off Phil’s car at the land rover garage in Whaddon. On the way we picked up the PO Box mail and then it was back home to start on phone calls and paperwork. Only a few hours back and it was like we’d never been away. I defrosted a chilli from the freezer and after lunch we went to do a few jobs at the flat. Unfortunately the tiredness kicked in and we packed up tools and decided to call it a day after only an hour. Last night we caught up with some of the TV programmes we missed while we away then we just simply crashed. Hopefully today we should be well and truly back in UK time.

Holidays over and now its back to reality. Harriet phoned to say that she will be moving to the flat on Thursday which means we’ve only got 2 days to get everything done and dusted. It shouldn’t be a problem and even if we don’t everything done in time for move-in we can finish off over the weekend. But still, that said, it would be nice to have closure on this project and move on to the next one. Which first up, is the end of year accounts, urgently, so we can file our tax return on time without incurring a fine and then we need to stitch up the sale on kebab flat sale and last, but not least, we need to find us both a job. Well that is the plan anyway. It all sounds so easy but I bet your bottom dollar it won’t be, it never is, is it?