Made it safe and sound: I’m now ensconced in the gogledd. The move itself was pretty stressful, but I think that’s in the nature of things. Par for the course, as they say. There are heaps of things to do, but good progress is being made. The wardrobes were all unloaded into the garage because they wouldn’t go up the stairs, so getting them disassembled and moved to their proper places has had to be a priority, higher even than blogging. I can’t unpack my study stuff, because there won’t be any study furniture until Monday. (A large part of yesterday was taken up with buying it from a well-known Swedish emporium) Despite the chaos, though, this place is already beginning to feel like home. The neighbours are great, and there’s a real village community atmosphere. We’ve been made to feel very welcome.
Despite some hassles with BT in getting my broadband order sorted out, the actual installation process was pretty painless. It isn’t quite the same speed as the cable network I used to be on, but I can live with that. It’s fast enough for Club Penguin, so daughter number 2 is happy. She’s less happy about the lack of cable telly, but she’ll get used to it. Into every life a little rain must fall. (I know, I could go for Sky. But do I really want to add to Mr Murdoch’s coffers? I think we know the answer to that one.)