Family Flying


With over 30 trips to the USA in recent years this was the first with the whole gang. Oh my, what have I done? Actually, it wasn’t that bad, except that the boys slept enough on the plane to keep us up all through the first night in the hotel. Duh!

Front & Back


#10 at somewhere north of 100; that’s older than my gran.

Where we’re off to houses older than my children are said to be ‘old’, houses older than me appear to be ancient.

Keen eyed spotters will notice the Eucalyptus is doing well too.

Prep’ing to move


A mad mad day today sorting stuff out before the packers arrive. Been too busy to take piccy’s – which was a shame because there was loads going on. Instead, I grabbed this image of our magwall, now devoid of interesting stuff with just the essentials remaining. 

Bart also thinks this moving lark is way outside the comfort zone, but then we’re not off to Strasbourg.



One of the advantages of packing up the house (or more correctly, of preparing for someone else to pack up the house) is all the fun you can have with the boxes; yes, those boxes that Dad stored for years in the loft just-in-case,  but that have to all be taken for recycling now we find we don’t need them…

…alternate title “Another clue for Dan“.