Well earned

…back for the final stages of move, discarding clutter (3 Clio-loads to charity, 2 estate car loads to the dump) and sorting out what's coming to the rented house vs storage. Far far more work than anticipated. But the packing and removal team have arrived, so me and Mrs Coo went to TGI Fridays for the killer combo of cocktails and "Daddy Pig's" rib cage. Although it seems TGIs are not immune from cutbacks; our Barnamint Bailey's were garnished with a half Oreo rather than a whole one. #Timesarehard!

Van 2, the sequel tomorrow. Rented rather than borrowed this time, so we'll see what happens…

On a (not) unrelated note: Alice, I'm really sorry…