This week is National Countryside Week and also our last in the Big Smoke. Dear Reader, quite frankly both of these things have been horribly upstaged by the birth of a certain little prince!
Despite the distraction of #RoyalBaby or perhaps my personal favourite Twitter hashtag (from the farming community) #Katescalving, Margot and Jerry HQ is finally a hive of industry as there are only 4 days left in our little corner of suburbia. Jerry’s Lanny (Land Rover) purchased, an extortionate amount of money paid for a parking suspension for the removal lorry, 4 bags of clothes, toys and 6 pairs of shoes to the charity shop……it would seem I am on a roll now! Panicking a little, I phoned the removal company twice just to check that they do actually pack EVERYTHING and to add to the list of jobs done, a new house ration pack has been ordered to arrive on day 2 of the move too. Well, I have to make sure that there is plenty of gin in the cupboard….however even I am now worried about the level of efficiency I have managed to achieve, dear Reader!
To stop myself from getting too carried away with coloured stickers, labels and a nifty floor plan of the new house courtesy of Jerry, I decided that the only way to mark the last week in the Big Smoke was a glass of champagne at The Ritz…..would you expect anything less from Margot?! In 1777, when Mr Johnson wrote “No, Sir, when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford“, he was probably supping a small glass of something in a well-known London drinking establishment too! Jerry and I can’t be sad as we have enjoyed so much of what London has to offer for over a decade and the time is certainly right for pastures new. So when the boxes arrive on Wednesday and we leave our dear little cottage for middle of nowhere ruralness on Thursday, I shall be ready for another glass of bubbly. This time though, our surroundings will be somewhat less grand than The Ritz. Jerry and I will be in our new country home and probably drinking our little bottle of fizz from paper cups after the colour coding on boxes will have inevitably gone wrong! I am sure it will be bliss though, dear Reader so….please Thursday, would you oblige this batty townie and hurry on up?! I am looking forward to having to negotiate vehicles like this on the school run in the mornings!
Oh honey – so excited for you. Cannot wait for your posts once you’ve moved. Dad sends his love and best wishes xxx
Thanks so much! You wait I am going to take the village by storm!! Thank you to your lovely Dad too. x
Exciting times! Hope it all goes well my dear 🙂
Just Pirouette and Carry On…
Thanks lovely! We are all really excited! xx
Enjoy your last week. When I left London I thought I’d really miss it; I didn’t!
And now I enjoy going back but am always glad to leave again…
3 days to go now and I am really excited about going. Really hoping that it has been the right decision. Will look forward to catching up with you at BlogFest. Must get my ticket. xxx
I hope you remember your enthusiasm in September, if you really are on the school run and really are stuck behind one of those things LOL.
Great post, really enjoyed it.
I’ll let you know! Thanks for reading and commenting!
Ooh so very exciting! I can’t wait to hear/read all about your new life in the country. As you say, time for pastures new….quite literally 🙂 Happy packing x x
Thanks lovely! Really looking forward to it! xx
Good lick with the move. I’d love a move company that does everything. Sounds brilliant!! Hopefully it will make it completly stressless!
Thank you! Hoping that they don’t see all our stuff and tell us that it can’t all be packed!!
In time you’ll even get accustomed to the unique ‘perfume’ of cow and sheep doo-doo. Living in Cumbria, I regularly navigate my way through the brown gold on my daily walks. Hazard of country walks, but then that’s what keeps the UK countryside so lush and green 😉 Happy Adventures and look forward to your future posts.