The dreaded packing
We had to start somewhere. Since leaving work two weeks ago we’ve been flat out packing and moving all of belongings to Ireland where they will be stored until we return – thank you Clive and Tracey for allowing us to use your crib!
Having removed all the hanging baskets, troughs and pots the house now looks so bare. Trust us to pick the hottest day of the year at 35 degrees for packing and moving. Then a 13 hour drive to Ireland in the pissing rain and back two days later in the sweltering heat with no air-conditioning – too stingy to upgrade 
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At least it’s all done and we can now concentrate on packing only our rucksacks.
