Saturday 31st May
Day 91
I will do anything for beer...
Today was a
relatively uneventful day until Aaron from across the road dropped by. He was looking for 2 people to help him move
a sofa and in return he said he would buy us beer. My response to Aaron was “I will do anything
for beer...”
At first I
thought it was going to be a simple task.
I thought he had found an abandoned sofa in some back alley and wanted help
to move it into his house. Sounds tacky
but the house I live in now is furnished exclusively with back alley sofas,
even our TV was picked up off the street.
So I thought we
were just moving a sofa from a nearby alley way but when Aaron hailed down a
taxi I started to worry.
...but I won’t do that
If the sofa
was so far away that we had to take a taxi to get there how the hell were we
going to carry it back? Another little
detail Aaron forgot to mention was that it was actually a pair of sofas he was
after, not just one. So we had 3 people
to carry 2 sofas...the maths didn’t really make sense.
Aaron was
optimistic and said “you can do anything if you put your mind to it”. Yeah that is true but my back can’t do
anything.
After a 5
minute taxi journey we arrived at some little industrial estate behind a
stadium. I never knew there was a
stadium 5 minutes drive from my house.
We met up
with this random guy who I didn’t recognise, it turns out Aaron was buying the
sofas off him and had found them through an ad on Gumtree.
The sofas
were a curved shape (bit like a kidney bean) and they looked heavy. Luckily we quickly noticed that the sofas
came with wheels, and not just normal small wheel but big industrial sized
casters. They were clearly designed to
be moved around a lot.
Light work
We stacked
one sofa on top of the other and started rolling them back towards Aaron’s
house. The sofas were heavy but we
managed to build up a fair amount of momentum and soon we were rolling them
down the street fast. We even started
overtaking people, it must have been an odd sight to just be walking down a
street and then get overtaken by 3 guys pushing 2 larges sofa stack on top of
each other.
At one point
we were moving so fast my shoe came off and got run over by the sofa. We arrived back at Aaron’s house after about
20 minutes. Whilst we were stood outside
of Aaron’s house with the 2 sofas this old couple walked past us looking at the
sofas.
They could
tell we had just been moving them because we were sat on them getting our breath
back. The woman asked us “where have you
moved these from?” Aaron replied “just
from Moore Park”. The couple looked
amazed, “all the way from Moore Park? That is a good effort”.
After we
moved the sofas into Aaron’s lounge we opened up a box of beers and put the
sofas to good use. It was a good evening
and the sofa moving was a little adventure that came from nowhere.
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