Being brave and (literally) moving on – part 2

Saturday (30th September) It’s 5.30 a.m. and I’ve just got up and come downstairs in a strange new place. Home. To say it has been a stressful few days would be the understatement of the century. However well you can see the deadline looming, however ‘organised’ you think you are, packing up 13 years of … More Being brave and (literally) moving on – part 2