Come in, the doors open

This is J9 stood in the doorway of the house she was born in, only the house isn't there anymore. She estimated that the parking bay over her left shoulder would have been the room where she entered this world. Really lovely to see, and a moment of poignancy and excitement.

Big day all round really, we took a load of boxes over to Withington village to the house that the youngest is going to be renting with his older brother. That will be both of them flown the nest. Feels strange that come Monday we will be just the two of us (plus Jack of course). Hope its great fun lads.

Times they are a changing.