This morning, the movers came to collect the boxes. It made all the difference. More space and less like we've just moved in. Some parts of the house simply look a bit untidy. There are still books piled on the floor, but then I know lots of people who live for years with their books piled on the floor. They call themselves bohemian rather than messy.
We have had the first visitor: my dear friend Morag came by for a coffee (it turned out that she didn't drink coffee, so she got tea) and a delicious teramisu cake. We sat in the garden, and it felt like it has always been like this.
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