Organised? chaos

On the day that Theresa May activated article 50, and the dreaded Brexit began, this is our living room as R and G, complete with baby Robin and dog, Alfie, prepare to move to Sweden.  G has a job, R hopes to find one, but probably needs to learn at least a little Swedish first, as her only words of Swedish have been learnt from watching crime stories.

Robin will probably travel in a pram rather in a suitcase.  Alfie has to travel in a cage, passage - at huge cost - arranged by an agency, as the airline refused to take a direct booking from my daughter.

They're travelling to Copenhagen, then crossing the infamous "bridge" to Malmo, by train.  They are taking 2 HUGE suitcases, 2 small, cabin luggage sized suitcases, a baby in a pram, and a dog on a lead!  They will have their work cut out.  The rest of their belongings will hopefully turn up in about a week.

What a wonderful adventure.  We wish them all the best, and look forward to using their abode as a resting place/kicking off place for visiting Scandinavian countries in the near future.