Visitors

Claude and Nicky came around for a drink in the Stijlkamer.

Red tape, herring, eel and bakfiets.

Almost a week after moving, I had a day off to do odd jobs, such as changing my parking permit to the new address and picking up chairs.
Once at the out-of-town office of parking permits, a permit was denied because apparently we registered at the wrong address! I sped back into town and queued at town hall. It turned out the registry office and town hall use different systems. One calls the four apartments 125-I to -IV, the other 125H, 125-O, 125a and 125-I (Dutch logic for you). Anyhow, I had to reregister and retuned to the permit office to obtain my parking permit. Hours of queueing.
The second job was picking up a rental bakfiets to transport my grandparents' 40-odd year-old Artifort chairs that had been reupholstered to a slightly more grown-up colour than the purple they were reupholstered in 8 years ago for the Pax. Let me tell you: driving a bakfiets is not an easy job! The rather odd gear system allows forward cycling as fast as backward cycling. In order to slow down, one had to grab a ball between one's legs and yank it.

Anyhow, two jobs done. In order to reward myself, I got an eel sandwich and a herring sandwich. Verrukkelijk!

First day in the new house

Moving day

Today we are supposed to move. However, the work on the house is not finished. Marvel at our downstairs! Undaunted, we proceed anyway.

Antwerp express

We hired a van and a lift to bring furniture from Antwerp to Amsterdam for reupholstery. What a kerfuffle. At least the sun was shining!

Floating sofa

In pouring rain I brought the sofa to the new house, using the Stingray (a.k.a. Freiheit). Thanks for your help, Jan B!

Meanwhile the renovation is progressing steadily.

Kitchen in progress

Mark Verhoeven placed the kitchen units. The floor is 10cm lower at one end of the room, so it will be hard to get the whole structure level.