Our Last Days in the UK are being Eaten!
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It's completely true, each day we have left (now being only two) is being eaten up by people wanting to visit, take us out for food, collect something they've bought from us or fix something in the house, which has decided to become inhabited by poultergeists with spanners.
We're emigrating to Canada. To Nova Scotia to be precise and its the countdown to departure at D-2 and counting. There's me, my husband, our 13 year old daughter and 2 year old son. Just the four of us in a country where we have no home, no jobs, no school, no friends or family.
It's really quite a strange feeling watching all of your worldly posessions disappearing and knowing that if you can live without them for four months then perhaps you didn't actually need them in the first place.
My main problem is making sure that all of the paperwork is ready for landing and immigration. Have we done our B4s and have we 2 copies? Check. Have we got our COPR forms, in triplicate? Check. Have we got the SIM application forms? Check etc etc.
Still, it feels like we're off on holiday. I can't seem to grasp that this is it. Goodbye England and Hello Canada. It's our daughter's last day at school today so perhaps that might make reality kick in, when I have her moody butt hanging around all day for the next four months. Still, at least it's nearly Christmas..Halleluja! Halleluja!