Not a gresat two days

since my last blip. Fitting a houseful of stuff into a van when you are a bit of a hoarder ("bit?" I hear Tricia saying) is the stuff of nightmares. You don't want to throw stuff away until you know there is no space in the van but you don't know if there is no space until the van is full. Eight runs to the Helston Recycling Centre (aka Dump) and for the first time since buying the house over twenty years ago the garage is almost empty.
We Did find time for our traditional quartet of a pint (or more) in the Ship, Fish and chips, a pasty and a meal in the Hayle Thai restaurant but there was no time for anything else.
Very kindly a I&R helped out all day today making the moving of the heavier objects possible as well as providing moral support!
Tomorrow we leave the house forever....