Deep sighing.

After a day of inventorying and taping and labeling and stacking, I have moved to the emptying wardrobes stage of getting ready to pack. This stage is also known as "if I can do it, I'd prefer to pack these bags only once, so I'd like to get it right the first time around, please." I remember the eleven-months-ago version of this process as having been easier, despite the fact that I had to cull my supplies from a large flat's worth of stuff. Somehow, getting a tiny flat's worth of stuff into the same luggage: not so easy-seeming. Hence the deep sighing.

Let's just look at this lovely view of the Cam together, shall we?