I always said it was a shattering journey

Our things arrived in Swindon yesterday, on the windiest rainiest day when I had to be a work.

When I got in I decided to unpack two things, Esther´s mirror - fine, my ´Cock of the Rocks´ - circumcised (although the painting is largely unaffected). We are going to try to sift through the rest of our stuff this weekend to see if anything else is broken. We have virtually decided on somewhere to live and are now waiting on the agent. I have been ill all week and even had a day off on Wednesday in bed, Tuesday at work was just unbearable, couldn´t breathe and nose was like a tap.