Moving

In England, moving house involves placing your faith in solicitors who it seems are primarily concerned with completing their tasks with the minimum of communication with all concerned.  Nothing much appears to happen for about 12 weeks and then in the 13th a mad panic sets in to get ducks in a row.   
So after a week of scrambling around it is looking like they have achieved the desired result for one of four of us in this chain.
Our buyer is moving in here on 2nd December,  we will be heading into temporary accommodation with most of our stuff in storage,  our vendor appears to be out of the country and their vendors are left in the air.
Apart from that I've had a week dealing with DIY repairs/packing/chest infection cocktail hence no time for photography.
This afternoon I had a chance to get back on the bike so to speak, the  blip is a chap pedalling up on the moor towards Moresby,  snow capped Pillar in the distance. 
Another fine sunset this evening in extras,  we are going to miss these when we move but needs must.