In the key that our souls were singing

It's that time of year again, when parents and friends load their cars with room fulls of stuff and drive from one one side of the country to the other, or from one end of the country to the other.

This morning was far removed from the same time last year - trembling lips and raised voices, scared for the new beginnings. Today, we staggered (some of us more literally than others), out of bed at 9.30, and pulled together the last few remaining bags of shit treasures which were going the haul.

We managed out of the house by 1230,not before terrorising the cats half to death for a farewell cuddle; i think Bean might be paying a visit to her flat shortly...there is an extra visitor to the Flat I think she might be able to deal with promptly and efficiently.

Got to flat. Parked illegally; and now I take the time to apologise to the poor sods who live there who aren't students and are descended upon each year by swarms of them. Made her bed up, took her to ASBO, ASDA, and then dropped her off.

No sadness, this time, no tears. Much giggling and peering at new neighbours thru the windows.

I didn't think this shot would take - I was on my way to the car, and peered back in thru the window; and L and K (See I can tell You apart -okay so the fringe helps).... were already in her room, bouncing up and down obviously in an attempt to destroy Tooli's bed in the same fashion they had destroyed K's!

Have Fun Girls.... Don't destroy the place before L arrives! And remember to take your key, or you will be locked out.