May 2010

 
 

May.  Almost 4 years to the day (and after months of angst and uncertainty), we move out of Basecamp and into our very first home - a converted drill hall in a small village in Somerset.


The final gathering at The Castle was in the form of a BBQ and Poker Night arranged by Sai.  Then the troops gathered to help us shift the contents of Ikea (er, I mean, all our stuff), and the rest of the month was taken up with unpacking.  Or at least it should have been.  Most of the time was actually spent pottering in the garden, and the majority of unpacking and piecing together of furniture took place over a few drunken, late evenings...


But: there’s No Damp, No Leaking Roof, No Broken Washing Machine, No Buggered Water Heater, and No Manic Strimming Man.  Still got slugs, though.


But Sneaky Cat seems happy, at least!