The ' new ' house

Moving to a new house involves getting rid of the old. All those things that you do not wish to carry with you into your new life. The first thing I'm going to get rid of will be all of Peter's extensive collection of Jack the ripper books, these have to go. There is no way that I'm taking that aggro to our new home. (for the exception of Stephen Powell's book) all the rest will be donated to Oxfam.

Ideally, I would like to put them in a bonfire on Guy's Day. Specially the Skinner, Lindler and Morris Hoax Diary. I think is bad luck to take whatever has caused you nothing but unpleasantness and getting rid of this collection will be for me a way to exorcise the demons out of my brand new life. The old clothes have now been neatly packed and are ready to go, then the rest is looking through drawers and ruthlessly throwing away whatever is no longer useful, taking as little as possible to our new home.

Work is advancing there and Peter and I have already chosen the new kitchen and bathroom and its so exciting to be finally able to see this project coming along after all the endless planning permissions from the council that involves having to go through in a listed and historical home as this one. Finally, the archeological excavations are also done and the house is shaping up nicely so by the spring we will be able to move to the prettiest market town I've ever seen. I can hardly wait.