That’s it then. The lorries arrived this morning (yes, there were two of them). And they took everything with them, apart from our beds, little L’s favourite teddies and her potty.
The guys from Abels have once again proven to be amazing: efficient, polite, quick. So quick!! It made the whole thing for us relatively pain free, almost fun.
‘DIY is the new cheese‘ Big M laughed, putting the window back together. We had to take it out to get our sofa and armchair out.
Tonight will be the last night in this old house of ours. We made lots of lovely memories in this house.
We got married here.
And a few months later, someone else moved in with us.
Tomorrow morning, the lovely guys in the bright blue shirts will come round again, packing up the last bits to drive them over to Chelsea. We’ll be off to make new memories. It feels like an adventure, as if we were going on a very long vacation. And although I am happy to move back West, I am sad to leave this house behind.