I haven't been blogging about the hassles and travails of our ongoing move back to Canada. I figure nobody wants to see a grown man cry. However, there was one quite spooky incident on our last day in the old house....
Once all our furniture was out of the way, we gave the place a good cleaning. It was a tip when we bought it, and we were determined not to leave it the same way. Our venerable Miele vacuum cleaner was clearly struggling to cope with all the dustbunnies and cobwebs. Literally as I finished the very last stair, an ominous red light came on and the machine gently expired!
So it's gone to vacuum cleaner heaven, or at least to the municipal dump at Garston, where I have been such a frequent visitor over the last two months that they are naming one of the skips after me.
Next posting on the blog will almost certainly be from our new base in Canada, as we fly out later this week. Budget deficits, separatist government just elected in Quebec, hockey season cancelled because of a strike -- doesn't seem like much has changed in the fourteen years we've been away. Still, plenty to blog about!
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