On a Night Like this....

9 am this morning. 

"he'll pick it up at 3 today, is working til 2, but will be there by 3". 

2.40. 

"he'll be there at 5". 

5.00pm .....  tumbleweed rolls across the road. 

6.00pm... the road is full of people driving back and forward looking at the house down but one which is up for sale.  And more tumbleweed. 

6.30pm  Himself and I leave the house and go to the allotment.    Tooli volunteers to stay at home and chase random people from the garden should they appear. 

7.00pm   Tooli texts and says "it's gone" 

7.15pm "What was he like". 

7.15 ½  I wouldn't have liked to get into a fight with him. 

I can breathe easy again.   

And I am never ever using facebook market again.    If any of you want anything of mine - anything you see that you fancy - please just ask me direct.  I'd rather give it to you all than put it up for grabs.