Hanging bunting

We've moved out of R's house, to make room for her dad.  We're now in a hotel in Lund.

First thing, we piled our luggage into the car, and then drove out to pick up Z and large amounts of assorted alcoholic beverages - not a small task as it was all stashed in her 4th floor flat (it was bought on a "booze cruise" to Germany several weeks ago).  Fortunately R had been able to lend us a sturdy but collapsible sack barrow.  Then all three of us squashed into the remaining space in the car and drove out to Lillegård.

We unloaded the booze.  The next job was to hang bunting - here's Z up a very high step ladder, but Marmite wasn't happy - I'm uncertain whether she wanted to rescue Z, or join her.

Then we inserted candles into assorted candlesticks, and filled cones with dried petals.

This about exhausted the jobs we felt we could achieve today.  So we returned (stopping off en route to leave our bags at the hotel) to Z's flat, where she fetched in some lovely ready made salads for lunch.  We then loaded the car with more assorted beverages and a small ping pong table, before driving to our hotel to relax for the evening.  More to do tomorrow - but there will be more helpers.

Edit - better photo of Z in extras