Boxes

A small army of packers moved in today. They set to with gusto, boxing anything that moved. It's amazing to see how much stuff one accumulates over the years. We tried to keep pace with them, but every now and again, when we weren't looking, they'd start packing things that weren't ready. No amount of prior graft prepares you for the minutiae of packing. Luckily, Liz is exceptionally good at it, giving orders, knowing what goes by sea, what by unaccompanied air freight and what comes with us to England. I did what I was told, and spent an hour, amongst other things, laboriously peeling stickers off the children's wall. Fun fun fun.