Another chapter begins

Well that went well. Two modest sized vans (to negotiate the narrow lane) and four big lads for the heavy lifting. I wouldn’t like to attempt it (to move house) too often however, and suspect many of the boxes will remain sealed for months if not years to come. For now it’s back to basics; no television, warm clothes indoors and wellies outside. At least the rain’s stopped falling. We’ve caught sight of an occasional figure across the fields, but other than the odd white-van-man our principal company appears to be the ponies. Whilst I’ve a daunting amount of work that needs to be addressed I remain the past master of procrastination; the weekend has been declared a holiday. Afterwards I really do need to pull the finger out.