Dancin’ in the rain. Again.
Yeah so as it turns out, we didn’t end up moving in the rain. It looked like we were going to, but the rain stopped pretty much when we started moving. Isn’t that nice? I thought so.
As a result, moving was otherwise the standard fare — and anybody who has ever moved house before won’t need me to go into any details. Moving is balls, end of story.
P.S. I’ve been in London for 24 hours now, and it hasn’t rained once. CLIMATE CHANGE!
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