My main function was throwing stuff into boxes and acquiring random lunch-type foods from the local Tescos, rather than lifting and shifting heavy stuff. Suited me fine, I must say, even if the reason was largely because the hired van only seated three and there were at least three people burlier than I am present at any one time. Actually, I'm not sure either DL himself or
That Sunday, DL arrived on our doorstep with a couple of boxes and a suitcase or two. DL actually stands for Dodgy Lodger, since the chap behind the pseudonym is staying with us for a few weeks while he sorts out the purchase of a new palatial mansion in London to replace the former palatial mansion in Oxford (relocation for job purposes). This is attempt #3 of his to buy somewhere, #1 having fallen through when his buyer pulled out (after revealing his desire to be a slum landlord and convert a perfectly nice flat into two bedsits; the management company of the flats, and the lease, had other ideas), and #2 having partially collapsed when the vendors of the place he was attempting to buy decided they didn't want to move after all. Or something like that. Rather than lose another set of buyers for his existing place, he went ahead with the sale and is now a footloose-and-
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