So, this moving house thing, it takes it out of you. I think so far, we've moved about 14 carloads (thanks to
brucius and
mollydot's husband, too) and 3 vanloads (thanks to
metalrabbit and
tobinjt). We have about two carloads to go tonight, one of which is mostly houseplants, which pretty much have to travel in a load by themselves, and the very last of which will be the computers, because we're not disconnecting ourselves from the internets until we absolutely have to. Broadband has been ordered in Portobello.
The constant hauling stuff is physically tiring in a way that I haven't experienced in years. It's not even like when I was working in a workshop, because it's after I've already done a full day's brain work. However, I have an armchair to relax in again, and we're very nearly done.
I'm finding the new place to be peculiarly comfortable already - it stopped having the "new place" feel about it after one night. I already know where most of the light switches are without having to think about them (even if there are a few mysterious ones that don't seem to do anything). The cats seem to be enjoying it too, although one consequence of the place being all on one level is that while we're asleep, we're now a part of the nightly obstacle course and wrestling ring.
Facilities I really like in or near Portobello: A gym around the corner with a pool, jacuzzi and sauna, which provides towels. The Bretzel Bakery at the end of the road. A Spar so close that a bale of briquettes hasn't time to get heavy before I'm back at the house. Various greengrocers and halal shops close by. Some really nice cafés, and a very fine local pub (Ryan's of the Harbour / The Lower Deck). Liston's delicatessen on Camden Street.
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The constant hauling stuff is physically tiring in a way that I haven't experienced in years. It's not even like when I was working in a workshop, because it's after I've already done a full day's brain work. However, I have an armchair to relax in again, and we're very nearly done.
I'm finding the new place to be peculiarly comfortable already - it stopped having the "new place" feel about it after one night. I already know where most of the light switches are without having to think about them (even if there are a few mysterious ones that don't seem to do anything). The cats seem to be enjoying it too, although one consequence of the place being all on one level is that while we're asleep, we're now a part of the nightly obstacle course and wrestling ring.
Facilities I really like in or near Portobello: A gym around the corner with a pool, jacuzzi and sauna, which provides towels. The Bretzel Bakery at the end of the road. A Spar so close that a bale of briquettes hasn't time to get heavy before I'm back at the house. Various greengrocers and halal shops close by. Some really nice cafés, and a very fine local pub (Ryan's of the Harbour / The Lower Deck). Liston's delicatessen on Camden Street.