Up early shmearly to get to the Bargehouse for half 9. It was weird being in London and it actually not being busy... especially on the Southbank.

The rest of the day was intense and filled with packing, bubble wrapping, carrying, lifting, picking up rubbish, carrying, carrying, carrying, sweeping. I hurt my back... stupid carrying.

We eventually got the train home and kind of collapsed. Man, I'm kind of glad that's all done.

Here's a few more from the empty Bargehouse.