Movin' mojo.....

Damn you Mersault and your farewell gig.

Woke with a horrible hangover. Perfect for a day of moving.

We moved quite a lot of our stuff in the van, then did some more runs in our own car.

In the afternoon Iain headed over to start unpacking so we could reuse some of the boxes while I stayed and did some more here, then it was off out to work, home just before 8, dinner, GBBO then bed.

Shattered.