Our neighbour paused in the driveway. "That's it? It's today?"
And it was. I traipsed off at 7:30 to get the Citiz car and discovered that our mound of books for disposal had collapsed, so before the men could arrive I had to fight my way into the lounge and re-erect the pile, then clear the big table, seal up a few boxes and bags etc...
The chaps arrived and were surprised at how little we were taking. I explained that we were quite severely downsizing and they got to work loading the van. They were a nice bunch and we chatted about working in MacDonalds, work in the USA versus work in France, and so on and so forth.
By about 10 the vans were packed and we set off for the flat. By about 11:30 the first van was empty and it was time for a lunch break. The rest was completed by about 14:00, I wrote a rather large cheque and suggested that the chaps head for the Spanish border. They said that they probably wouldn't get all that far on it, and I had to agree.
Now we're slowly unpacking mounds of boxes of books and resting weary joints in armchair and sofa.
We love our flat. Our furniture fits great, though we do have rather a lot of chairs. Our little kitchen with its cute table is just wonderful.
It's the apotheosis of cosy.