So the move has started and my feet burn and ache. Which is amazing as I was only lifting things as opposed to running a marathon. However, as part of the move, I'll now be offline from anything up to two weeks, which will suit Girlpants to the ground as he may just get more attention. But given the state of the new house as we left it tonight, it may not be the type of attention he either craves or probably deserves, as floorboards are cracked, wiring needs to be redone and I could distinctly see sunlight though the slates in the loft.

Meanwhile, the tropical fish have appeared to have survived the move initally but there may be changes when we go back in the morning. There are more big things to transport in the morning and there is yet another tank to move, plus two feisty fat cats who will in doubt start riots in the avenue before the month is out. A marvellous way in which to meet the neighbours, as I discovered as Girlpants attempted a maneovour in a tail lift truck and promptly causing tail backs in both directions as he became wedged in our drive, the neighbours brand new car and the pillar between properties.

On a different note, was I the only one who found the BBC testcard clown doll sinister??