Something Remains - 3

This follows on from this blip in a short series.

My wife, son and I moved to our current home on this day. We hired a van and press-ganged friends (pictured here) into helping us.

All went well until we made the last journey back to our old house and I told the friends that we had to move my compost (which I had decanted into wooden barrels). They said they wouldn't do it, to start with, but I talked them round. It was night time and we were all very tired.

One of the helpers remains a friend - despite the compost!