Welcome to Fife

The open arms of the Forth Road Bridge beckoning us onwards to our new home.

A long long day of cleaning, and filling a van with the last remnants of stuff from our old house. Our wonderful neighbours at the restaurant provided lunch and dinner which kept us going through all the seemingly endless work. Finally, I mopped up to the front door, threw the mop in the van and it was done.

Too tired that day for any emotions about moving out, moving on. And now, backblipping a week later I still haven't had time to feel sad about it all. I'm sure it'll come.