After the patient removing men had gone, I shared the fridge contents with my lovely neighbours, gave them one last hug and dropped the door key with the estate agents. I took photos of the corner shops, and enjoyed coffee and cake in blinding sunshine at the garden centre while awaiting M, charging up to meet me from Gatwick.
Two solicitors, one to sort the legalities of any future purchase, another to explain the planning woes of No 2, and why it may be more trouble than it's worth. It's the other side's move now.
A long, rush hour drive back to Staines, dinner out, happy.
Plenty to do today - not least sniffing around some alternative properties..