I can hear my voice echoing in here... ( No photos )
Well, we're almost out of the house. I write this from Liz's mum Margaret's place, where we slept the night. The bed hasn't quite made it over yet, so we slept (badly) on the fold-out sofa bed.
To my right there is about twenty boxes of our stuff, packed up, and I'd guess that there's still a couple to come before the big stuff (bed, wardrobe, table, etc) can be moved out. Hopefully this will all be finished today, leaving tomorrow for cleaning before the inspection on Tuesday.
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