So we postponed the preparations to enjoy Christmas and New Year.
I think everyone realised this would be the last Christmas in this country that they might share with us, so the result brought us the best Christmas ever.
Throughout the mental adjustment required by the impending adventure and the HUGE pack-up exercise we were irresistibly drawn to talking about and viewing photos and videos of the new life.
January arrives with a supermoon new moon on the 1st.
The twins move to a flat share in Chorlton,
a skip comes and goes, work gets busy and ebay-ers come to collect the Chesterfield and redundant electronics. Friends visit to dismantle the greenhouse. Virgin Trains transport us and some local family to my sister’s birthday party in London.
Despite getting our deposit into our Greek bank account, and giving our Greek lawyer power-of-attorney to help himself to the money and make decisions on our behalf, we hear nothing from him – not a single email.
Another supermoon new moon arrives as the month closes, and a definite sense of the start of the ‘Moving-out Moon’ begins today as I fetch the pet passports for our Harry and Penny.
We’re really, really busy – only indicated by how rare these blog posts have been and how brief and uncreative with detail. I’m sure future moons are going to be blog-crazy with excited activity – watch out!