Packers arrive tomorrow to pack 14 cubic metres of our stuff ready to ship. The children are not going to be happy when they get home from school tomorrow and realise that the television has gone. We were all engrossed in Horrible Histories this morning before school and both my daughter and son have resorted to taking the remote control to the loo with them so the other one cannot change the channel. I think there are 4 channels in The Falklands so there should be less argument about what we will be watching. Have of it is probably in Spanish anyway.
We will be waiting at the other end for our boxes to arrive for 3 weeks after we arrive. My children will have to use their imagination and read books, draw pictures, talk to their parents etc.
My husband has the afternoon off work today, he has this fancy plan about putting all the stuff we want to be shipped in the living room and on the dining room table. It sounds complicated to me. I feel like hiring a skip from Stirling Council and putting half of our house in it.
As long as packers do not pack passports, important paperwork, mobile phones, computer, supply of Winter clothes for 6 weeks (yes 6 weeks living out of a suitcase!)
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