Heading north

This vintage petrol tanker is in a concourse in the motorway services near Silverdale. S and I had collected Mr H and we heading north to Fidelis Avenue to get what had been left in the shed. Rather than try to sort out what to keep and what not to save I thought the best thing was to fill the car with whatever we could and store a few things under the house next door; S' brother had agreed we could do that. Loading and unloading occupied a couple of hours. We had a late lunch.

Still no word on what the proposed buyer has to say. The stress of no knowing is tiring.