Blue Bedroom

That’s blue in the sense of sad, rather than the colour. We spent our last night at the flat last night and less than three hours after getting up, the bed was not only stripped but totally disassembled, ready to be taken away. The wardrobes were emptied last week and the bedside tables had already been put in the car by the time this photo was taken.
There’s not much left in the rest of the flat either. Only a kettle and a couple of mugs in the kitchen, a settee and a couple of chairs in the lounge and a tall cupboard in the hall. Mrs C and I are going back down next Tuesday to clean the place and bring back anything of what’s left that we can squeeze into the car. Then a final trip next Thursday or Friday (depending on when Andy and his van are free) to get the big bits.
After that, it’ll be a case of fingers crossed for completion to take place before we disappear on holiday the following weekend!