Monday, 1 May 2017
No, not us but our daughter Kat. Tomorrow we start the long drive back to England to help her pack up and get her flat ready for renting out. In a few weeks time she gets her first RAF posting and she will be living on base (she is hoping it’s Brize Norton (Oxfordshire) and not Lossiemouth (Scotland).
Her flat will be let unfurnished so we need to try and find a home for her furniture. Storage costs are colossal so we are going back to try and squeeze her stuff into our garage and attic. I am also going to sacrifice my dining room and turn it into a bedroom for her. We will be rather squashed for a while but we have other plans long term. Kat has promised me that she has reduced her extensive shoe collection.
We will shut up house here tomorrow and set off early in the morning, overnight in Paris and then catch an early Eurotunnel train on Wednesday. The worse part of the journey will be the M25 (busy) and the M4 (boring). Thursday morning the removal man is delivering empty boxes so that we can start packing. Kat has kindly said she will let me clean her oven for her...
Removals will be a week Monday, new carpets going in on Tuesday or Wednesday and then we shall hopefully hand over the keys to the property agents and hot foot it back to France. I’m looking forward to a long, hot, lazy, carefree summer.