Boxes ticked

I slept for several hours. Martin from Ark removals arrived promptly in the morning to collect boxes, aptly as the road was a river of torrential rain. Far from sorry to see all those boxes gone from my life. They took up loads of room in the dungeon too. Little to report other than a short but positive social media buzz resulting from last night's shenanigans. An aftermath of feeling pretty cheery about it all. Otherwise I cooked a casserole of sorts, which I put in the oven for ages but not hot enough till Beth intervened. Lorraine home late and we all had an uneventful night.