The good thing about moving house is that it means you can get rid of a lot of junk. You can dig through all the stuff at the bottom of the wardrobe and throw a good proportion of it out. However, you have to learn not to be sentimental about things. While we were digging through all our junk, I came across our dartboard. We haven’t used that thing for ages but, for some reason, I couldn’t bear to throw it out.

You may not hear a lot from me for a while now. Packing up everything we own commences this weekend, the move takes place during the week, and then of course, there is the tedious wait for broadband. How will we survive? I won’t be able to check my gossip and Mr C won’t be able to check for Formula 1 news. We’ll be unbearable. Think cold turkey, think withdrawal symptoms, the works.