On 2nd and 3rd of September. We moved out of Exmoor Close after nine happy years there. It felt very unsettling and was quite an emotional experience for both of us.
Luckily the children went to Neil's parents for the few days leading up to the move, and the moving days. I think this was best as Jasmine is finding the whole emigration idea a little traumatic at the moment.
Robinson's did a fabulous job: Jim, Steve and Aaron were packing demons and attacked each room like bubble wrapping machines! Their motto was - if it doesn't move, pack it up! - we had a few close shaves with unexpected things going missing as they cut a swathe round the house. Our documents got swept up and buried in a box but luckily we were on the ball and rescued them in the nick of time!
We both felt very weird as we watched the lorry drive off on Wednesday afternoon with all our worldly goods aboard. We know we won't see them again for at least 12 weeks. The house suddenly felt very empty and ....not like our home!
I went off to work the following day knowing that I wouldn't return again. The final few belongings we have left are going with us to our rented house, before we sell them on or dispose of them in time to fly off on November 5th. I couldn't bear to return that evening to say goodbye. I would get too upset. When we bought Exmoor Close back in 1999 I remember thinking that I would be there forever and it was our dream home. Funny how a few years changes your feelings and horizons. I have loved it though. It is a beautiful house and we will always have some fond memories of it. I hope the new owners -Craig and Kelly - are as happy there as we have been.
