It’s hard to believe – after 12 months of planning it’s now only 1 week away. The hideous stress of packing up the house is now only a memory… like most nightmares, you remember only certain parts… the glaring stares and the arguments… not to mention the GIANT MESS.
Our thanks again to Vicki & Kris who swooped with their trailer and helped with the cleaning in those last days of packing – saving us from certain distaster and embarrassment. Not only that but we were installed in the Executive Suite at the Rednal Street Hilton (with all of our mess) for an unprecedented 11 weeks. Now that would test any friendship and few people would dare to go there. Hopefully we’ll be able to make it worth their while when they visit us in L’Isle Sur La Sorgue.
Our final week is full with farewell get-togethers, walking my permanent 4-legged clients for the last time and Heather fine-tuning the communications department.
People keep asking ‘are you excited?’ We’ve had bouts when the realisation sets in but maintaining that level of excitement for that length of time would be totally exhausting… and I think I’d go more mad than I already am. I think I might actually get excited when my bum is in that Premium-Economy seat and I’m fossicking around for my Travel Scrabble.