And they´re off

Yes we are leaving this Atlantic rock on Monday.
Our possessions left last week and we should meet up with them in Barcelona on Monday from where Mr. C´s papa will collect us and take us, the cat and our stuff back to French France.

We had tried to get our stuff shipped direct to France, but the company we were using had their van impounded at customs and didn´t tell us until we had chased them up several times. This left us with two obvious options - pay a gazillion euros to have it shipped by the only other company on the island or leave it all behind.
I was for the first and Mr. C was for the second.
Fortunately he came up with the Barcelona options which turns out cheaper than the original transport.

It turns out that my life can be shipped out in two huge suitcases, three soft bags and eight grocery boxes with a combined weight of 200 kilos.

So the next time someone says that I look as if I have the weight of the world on my shoulders I can tell them exactly how much my world weighs.