The House goes over The Hill ...

Great excitement! We got a phone call on Tues. 15 September to say the house was moving the next night. Came Wednesday 16th, and I was languishing in bed feeling very crook from a nasty little bout of gastroenteritis. Denise was hugely excited and insisted on hauling me out in the rain and we drove up to the house yard, about 20 mins drive north of us here in Lower Hutt.

Pretty interesting to see how they cut the house in half lengthwise. Denise was a bit shocked, especially when she saw a lone bare bulb on a long flex swinging gaily in the breeze. (It arrived unshattered). At least they took out the lovely rose textured glass panels from each side of the front door.

At 7.30pm sharp, the rig pulled out with half our house on it and roared off up SH2 at 80 kmh. We had absolutely no doubt that they would be as good as their word and be back and off with the second half of the house at 10pm. We went home and set the alarms for super-early to get over the hill and see the rebirth.




Denise giving her blessing for a safe journey over the hill for the first, smaller part of our house move