We're in...

The boxes are unpacked, flattened and taken to the recycling depot. Our bits and pieces are on display. The audio video hub is wired up and ready to go.
And we've even got some pictures on the walls.

No-one can accuse Darren and Goody of slacking when it comes to moving house!

The truth is that we're now a crack commando unit when it comes to removals.

It's strange being back in a flat we occupied four years ago. New memories are overlaying old memories, while some things forgotten are re-emerging.

Old routines are coming out of hibernation, while the changes to the area in Kew and flat in the last few years are jarring with memories of things as they were.

Some changes have a certain fatal inevitability about them - Starbucks has replaced the local bread and pie shop, Tesco has taken over the Europa store.

So I can get a nice cup of Java, but the stilton and broccoli pasties are lost forever.
I can get a wide assortment of snacks, but Paul Newman's pasta sauces are no longer stocked.

Hardly stuff to warrant losing any sleep over - the planes coming in to land take care of that - but jarring nonetheless.

At least we're closer to Kew Gardens again - about 250 yards - so it will be great to visit a place that has a special place in our memories. We did get married there after all.

Take a look at Kew Gardens