So here we are

After yesterday's experience, we really expected the removal men to be here at 8 as they said. But at 10.30 we were still waiting.

Once they came, however, they worked quickly and by 1.00 everything was in, apart from the contents of the third lorry, which still hadn't turned up.

The guys rang their boss, who had difficulty contacting the driver, then we heard he was somewhere near Ringwood.

Not only had he got lost, but he'd run out of fuel.

One and a half hours later, he arrived with the last few things. Our guys were not best pleased as they had to sit and wait for him since he couldn't lift the stuff alone. They went through an entire loaf of sandwiches, lots of sugary coffee and three packets of biscuits.

So, anyway, everything's now here, nothing appears to broken.

The very heavy, iron framed piano has completed the journey down the steep slope at Studley Green without mishap.

Removal man "Do you really want this old bit of wood?"

Simon "She's an artist"

Removal man "Ah"

Removal man "What about this rusty bicycle wheel"

Me "It's part of a sculpture"

Removal man "Ah"

We also realised we should have labelled things "big shed" and "little shed" rather than "studio" and "shed". I have quite a few garden tools to paint with, and Simon will be able to read about watercolours next time he gets the mower out.

It's half past nine, I'm shattered, Simon and David are discussing where to keep the beer and the cats are investigating all they new shapes that have appeared in their world.

Night, night.