Moving house the old-school way – by chucking stuff in the boot of the car and driving back and forth until there’s nothing left in the old house. Though trips up and down in the lift is a novelty. We’ve never done that before (tried to post pic, but way too slow, and if I’m still on the computer when the mister gets back there will be words). We’ve accumulated a few things (bookshelf, desk, but no new clothes), but there still isn’t too much, so even with our small car, it shouldn’t be more than five or six trips.

I’ll miss the view, that I will. This building has gorgeous windows.

On Sunday, I’m on a plane to Madrid. One hundred types of awesome.

Haven’t finished my script yet, but will worry about that another day.