It isn't often that I think we ought to be a defence family. Right about now, however, I very much like the idea of somebody else packing and moving our house. It isn't a lot of fun but we are ploughing on. We have a room full of boxes.
Can you see Milo at the door? I wonder how he is going to cope with the move. Look up so we can see your eyes!
Looking up makes no difference, he really needs a haircut.
It's has rained a little bit over the last two days. Rain on Saturday would be extremely inconvenient. The leaves are pretty though.
Tomorrow afternoon we pick up the keys and then spend our last night in this house. We have been here for nine and a half years. We're all excited about a change and I am hoping that excitement will get us through the next few days.