200+ miles on Friday – not too bad a journey, certainly better than last weekend’s gale-strewn nightmare.

200+ miles back on Saturday – under five hours in a fully laden High-side Sprinter van, including a break. Not far short of fucking amazing travel-time, really.

Sunday – moving stuff between garage, house, garage, tip, back from tip that has a 6′ height limit for some reason known only to local fuckwit cunty bastard councillors.

Currently collapsed and dead before moving some more stuff around the house in order to settle stuff into proper places. This domesticity thing is bloody chaos to set up – but the results will be worth it.