Our boxes were delivered yesterday by the removal firm moving us to the gated community. I say firm in the loosest sense, it's one man and his son.

The man looks like the love child of Mr T and Bluto from Popeye. (I find him strangely magnetic. Lo, TG Ed.) I think he could lift the whole house if pressed. I only hope nothing goes wrong. I'm not going to complain..

Post script - I am extremely concerned about Penfold in the Big Blogger House. I hope he finds a replacement to abuse instead of me, otherwise he'll have to abuse himself. Oooo, that's reminds me of a story I could tell you about him when he was 14 [ and again when he was 25]. I'll save that for another day.