With over 30 trips to the USA in recent years this was the first with the whole gang. Oh my, what have I done? Actually, it wasn’t that bad, except that the boys slept enough on the plane to keep us up all through the first night in the hotel. Duh!
H waiting at Heathrow for BA049 – the boys did good at the whole airport & security thing
One house, many boxes and, thanks to Paul, a tidy garden too.
The crossed out items on the to-do list finally outnumber the todo’s!
Day 2: “Mission control, we have a problem, I think you may have packed my socks”.
Then again, most of them come courtesy of BA, one of the ‘benefits’ of traveling so much – or so I’m told, so buying some new ones might be a good idea.
A mad mad day today sorting stuff out before the packers arrive. Been too busy to take piccy’s – which was a shame because there was loads going on. Instead, I grabbed this image of our magwall, now devoid of interesting stuff with just the essentials remaining.
One of the advantages of packing up the house (or more correctly, of preparing for someone else to pack up the house) is all the fun you can have with the boxes; yes, those boxes that Dad stored for years in the loft just-in-case, but that have to all be taken for recycling now we find we don’t need them…
…alternate title “Another clue for Dan“.
One advantage of travelling only with a plastic bag of not alot is that you get to go book shopping. So it was at Borders that I came across The Cloud Spotters Guide by Gavin Pretor-Pinney (duh! it’s cheaper at Amazon). The book is excellent, and I must say I’ve become a bit of a spotter, so much so that Paul went as far as to call me a freak on the last drive home yesterday.
The section around Newbold was straightened in the 1820s – resulting in these lovely iron bridges to carry the tow path over the dead ends that remain of the original contour canal.