Tomorrow was the day folks.
We had a Q-sitter all organised, our bus tickets ready and a pen each in good working order.
Tomorrow was the day we were going to sign over (everybody else’s) savings and begin the dream of Hartsyard.
Tomorrow was the day we put sensible and secure aside…again and took a leap into the unknown, trusting only in our own sense of adventure.
Tomorrow was the day…until one of the lawyers decided to go on holidays.
So now tomorrow is not the day.
We are hoping Friday will be.
Stand by for updates people.
This sale will go through. The current owner has already shut up shop and packed his bags, ready to head to a blues festival where he plans to smoke pot and sell sausages.
This sale will go through.