The Final Countdown

Ten, nine, eight...

This is the last time I will ever blip the towers. Tomorrow at 10am they are being blown up. I'm sad, we have become quite fond of them. They represent home. But I'm hoping to get some cracking pictures tomorrow as they tumble down!

Bex and Q are home today so it's nice to feel like a family again. Q is off to Reading tomorrow to move in to his second year house and Bex is off to work so it's only a transient arrangement...so we are out for tea tonight to make the most of it!

Have a lovely Saturday, folks!