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For the past 2-3 years we have had a ivory-white leather sofa in our hall, gathering dust and junk. It was our old sofa that we ended up hating because of the colour and inconvenience of the seats coming off every time you sat on them. The 2 armchairs went into 2 different bedrooms and gathered their own dust. Over the years we have offered it to several different friends and families but no one ever wanted it.
We always meant to take the whole suite to a charity shop but the idea of having to clean it up and then organise transport put us off. Finally, the fact that the kittens are no longer locked in the bathroom at night made us do something this week. I had brought their radiator bed downstairs and when it was installed there was simply no room between it and the sofa to walk through without banging one or the other.
So it was FreeCycled (although FreeCycle as a name is no longer used) along with a photo of it – and of course, my advert was the best advert ever! I had loads of interested people – all with their own story to tell. The first person pleaded with me to let her have it – she needed a suite so badly and with three children her husband and her just didn’t have the cash to buy one – she made it sound like she would just die if she didn’t get this. I emailed her back but held back on sending directions until she confirmed which night she was coming to collect it. The thing has been sitting here for 2-3 years but you know what it is like – the moment you make the decision to get rid of it you want it GONE right that very minute. She finally emailed back to say her husband thought she was nuts taking a pale colour and she was going to pass on it.
I finally received a confirmation from the next lady on the list to say she would come on Sunday afternoon with her friend to collect it. And so they did. Margaret and Eddie. They are just away. She was lovely, I reckon if I had felt the need to entertain her, she would have come in for a coffee and a chat and still been here tomorrow morning, talking the hind leg off a donkey!
I just knew the way she disappeared round the trailer that she was going to hand me a present. You aren’t meant to give anything when you pick up a FreeCycle item but she had obviously come prepared. Flowers? Chocolates? Fifty quid would also have been very acceptable!
Guess what she handed me. No – think about it for a second – guess.
Half a dozen “eggs from Eddie’s free-range chickens.”
I currently have no fewer than NINE boxes of eggs sitting in the kitchen needing new homes. Eggs. Sigh.
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It’s the thought that counts, isn’t it?
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Like ‘Coals to Newcastle’?
Lol… You need to set up by the road selling them!