Moving Home

Was chaotic, sad, scary and seriously badly timed. It seemed no sooner had I come home that I had to begin packing and dealing with the usual trauma that surrounds such a time. Thankfully friends were on hand to offer help and advice along the way and finally, with the help of Sean, David and Paul, on March 13th I moved into Christina’s flat in Sydenham. I am still getting used to living with a stranger and despite our very obvious different backgrounds, I think things are going fairly well. As we are short of staff at the office at present, I am also covering at work so spare time has been at a premium. Certainly, one thing I have noticed since I moved here is how I never appear to be in!