I started packing up today. I filled the car and took it to my parents. My dad’s eye is a tiny bit better. He still can’t open it.
I’ll do some more tomorrow. It’s emotional. It shouldn’t have been this way but it would have happened sooner or later.
Between me and L-Bobs, we managed all the peripheral stuff. Brought some suitcases back for clothes. Most of the day was taken up getting L-Bob’s passport sorted out. He wants to go to his uncles wedding in Dublin with his grandparents.
A few more days then it will be over. Back to my triangle of river. Back in the only place I deserve. A world of painful memory.