Memory Lane

Our packers arrived this morning and I was impressed by how quickly they packaged everything up! Less so when I spent 2 hours going through the taped up boxes to try and find plates (Carole kindly lent us some) and then realised that my glasses have disappeared! The house is now filled with boxes (downstairs only) and feels rather sad (needs a good clean). The packers won’t be back until next Thursday now so we’ll have to make do with what I managed to grab before it disappeared into a box. After taking more stuff, including son no 2’s guitars to local charity shops, I spent the afternoon going through 20 years of memorabilia. I even rather surprisingly found some old love letters from Mr P.