After a fairly chaotic week we have finally moved into our new house - were without a functioning kitchen or hot water for several days but that is now all sorted.  Many more jobs still to do, but generally of the floor sanding/painting variety so we can gradually work through those over the coming weeks + make a start on hacking the garden into shape.

Very nice to be gettng settled after the best part of two years living on a semi temporary basis since I put my flat on the market - which reminds me I must get those boxes out of my parents' garage which I promised would only be there for a couple of months...  I type this in our new conservatory (almost finished) as the rain is starting to fall on glass overhead - very mellow.

Too knackered to do too much this weekend, though I did have a pleasant afternoon playing cricket in what is soon to be Craig's annual 'Rubbish Men Play Cricket Game'  having never played before (okay, once, when I was 11 and I wasn't allowed to wear my glasses, so you can imagine how well that went (badly, if you can't imagine, I think there might have been head injuries)) I was surprised to be put into bat at number 1, and was very happy with my 2 runs given that the person bowling against me actually did play.  We were all out for 97, comfortably beating the other side by 20 odd runs.  Much Stella was drunk and the ground (belonging to an Oxford College I shall not name - Craig did legitimately hire it, but they might not approve of boozing in the outfield during the innings) was beautiful and even the weather was glorious.  Now sore, sun burnt and even more knackered.  Hell of a week ahead of me at work, but have an Esptein gig to look forward to on Thursday night.