It looks like we can fit most of our rubbish in the car. Sheila is coming for bedding and curtain material later this morning, and the chap from the Clos d'Orbieu came along for sundry quilts and bedding, took one look at the pile and went to get the minibus. There'll be more to take along there when we finally go, but I can do that when I come back to do the legals in November.
We've made a couple of trips to the déchetterie with stuff that was too big for garbage sacks. There'll be a few more to ditch before we leave (I've tried to distribute them round numerous bin sites in the village!) but we've pretty well broken the back of it. Ours too.
Just discovered a few bike-related odds and ends, so thought I'd parcel them up and post them to Le Roc. Made up what I thought was a neat little brown paper parcel. 'No, not like that: it has to go in a cardboard box', of which she was more than happy to sell me one at an extra 2€. Total bill 6€90, probably comfortably greater than the value of the contents.
Pierre is coming tomorrow to muck out the cave, which hasn't been used since the 1999 flood: I find it just too creepy, and it's too damp for any realistic use. Then on Saturday we start the long rattle home. We'll stay overnight at Bourges, which is roughly half-way to Calais. The whole process is starting to weigh on my mind a little - lots of lurid nightmares, for example. Still, it'll soon be over, and we'll be a one-house family for the first time since we met, and in my case for over 26 years. Rather looking forward to it, but not to finding homes for all the stuff in the car!
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