Temperate

Claire is moving today so say a little prayer to your lightning bolt wielders and eight-armed purple blokes. Moving in NY is grim business. Last night I paid my final visit to Yonkers and the cottage they call "Ferg". Tears. We did a great deal of packing and transporting up and down stairs. Amidst it all, I got to bitching about my shoddy haircut and Claire suggested I get rid of the lot. So we took a break around 12:30 and Amelia buzzed me a bit.

Claire: "Awwww, it's like our last semester in college all over again."

Casey took pictures so expect photos at the weekend.