We're in

How odd it is, that people forget the trials of moving home and do it again and again.
We received the keys late on Tuesday and I have been cleaning since. Our only gripe, once over the threshold, was the lack of very nice new washing machine seen when we viewed the place, sneakily replaced with a damaged and dirty old thing. People do this apparently (???), so I shut up whinging about it after 5 minutes and went out and bought a new one, which arrived the following morning, thankfully.
I think I've shifted most of the yuck left by the previous owners. The kitchen in particular was awful and kept me up until almost 4am yesterday.
All we have to do now, is the balcony which is pretty disgusting and due to the presence of spiders, is Fur's task and the windows, again a Fur job, as there are quite a few cobwebs kicking around, though they may have been there for years..
Arriving back from abandoned racing this evening, rather limping (my back is killing me), as there was barely enough wind out there to shift a leaf; we had our first cooked meal at home.
A bloody huge fry up (bacon, eggs, sausages, mushrooms, beans, fried bread - all eaten at around 9pm as calories don't count after 8pm). I was mightily chuffed when cracking the first egg, as it had a double yolk.
I've lots of photos, but my camera cable is still on that little boat. The one that took such good care of us for 8 weeks and that I've only really seen from the balcony since Tuesday morning. She's probably glad of the rest and once we've sorted ourselves in here, she'll be treated to a new bottom and a damn good polish.
That is if it ever stops raining of course.

Fuff out and exhausted.