A Nordic wood fired spa tub thingy. It's still in its plastic wrapping 3 years later. I genuinely have no idea what came over me.
this really made me laugh, the 'elephant in the garden' type of thing - we've all been there...
God, I'm glad it's not just me. The bloody thing just sits there in a slightly tragic way, with a couple of wounds where DH thought he could move it using rolling logs in a caveman manner. That didn't end well.
It all went wrong from the very start. A weeny Albanian man arrived with it on a lorry. He wouldn't help get it off the taillift of the lorry, so we enlisted the help of a friend. Who had flu. Who then fell backwards off the tailgate with one of the lid handles still in his hand.
Then the Albanian chap needed to phone his boss in Lithuania but his phone wouldnt work. This was all conveyed using gesticulations and Google translate as he spoke Albanian and German and I can only speak English and -a bit of - French.
He used my phone to call Lithuania, then, again with Google translate, we managed to ascertain that he needed a SIM for where we were (France) to be able to access all his delivery details. So we set off in the car and he followed in his huge lorry
I don't know whether you've ever tried to buy a SIM in rural France, but it's not easy. It's even less easy when your nearest town has narrow medieval streets. He ended up abandoning the lorry and we all squeezed into our tiny car. The last place we tried was a little tabac. There was a long wait as the poor woman in front of us (who looked like she'd been enjoying a few too many aperitifs) tipped the entire contents of her handbag all over the floor. Sanitary towels and biros flew everywhere, so we helped pick them up and moved to the front of the queue. I could have kissed the woman behind the counter as she proffered a French SIM card. This had all taken hours and frankly I was ready for a glass of something myself.
I set up the SIM, we took him back to his lorry and waved him off, very relieved.
All that for a bloody expensive thing we never use. And can't actually get up the slope of our garden.