Sean got giddy with excitement and tore in to the seven (yes seven) bike shaped boxes. OK so seven bikes for four people might seem a bit excessive, but you know we like our bikes. The boys were at school but the smiles on their faces when they came home was the best moment.
Seriously, there is something very comforting about having our silly possessions and small treasures with us. It feels more settled now. Imagine how terrible it would feel like to have those bits that we surround ourselves with lost, it would be like loosing your shell.
We spent a good bit of time unpacking the container again once the nice chaps from Pickfords had gone. Opening up boxes and finding bits and bobs, like our books, music, films the dirty clothes Barney had left on his bedroom floor that got packed away accidentally. Jenns knitting stuff and her sewing machine, Seans tools (he still can‘t find his shovel, spade and pick axe handle - must dig deeper into the packages) and his long bow, Jacks bike bits and Barneys lego and Warhammer.
And the camping stuff.
And on Sunday Jenn can make waffles with the waffle iron. Life feels ready to carry on now.
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