Week 15: Action
I’m typing this sitting on the floor of an empty flat. On Wednesday evening our solicitor phoned us to tell us contracts had been exchanged. Confirmation in writing, via email, came on Friday. On Thursday Husband made it, with my help, to his office where he delivered a leaving speech while leaning on crutches and with the additional support of a wall. He was very happy to be able to say his goodbyes. On Saturday he and I travelled by train to my mum’s house – a bungalow: what joy! – where he will convalesce, then I returned to London. I now had 32 hours before the packers arrived. I managed to work for 24 of these hours. (Thank god for years of yoga practice. Makes you strong.)
Goodbye, London! Now we really are leaving.