Spent a few hours at what we now refer to as No7. 
Fingers crossed (it's awful to say that actually, as it really is the end) our family home is sold. 
We removed a few of our parents beloved roses - dividing them between us. I've also had some bulbs - hope they survive the move. 
The few items remaining in the summer house were delt with, which uncovered yet another of Dad's unfinished paintings. I've rescued it, with an idea of a home, although it is huge.