We have a new home. So do 27 other families, couples and singles, and we all moved in on the same day. One lift and 67 steps to our apartment on the third floor. Demands on the lift exceeded its capability and we really got to know each of those steps. It is customary to take your entire kitchen with you when you move, so as well as the new inhabitants there were a large of amount of kitchen fitters squeezing through the doors, each with their own vans. To add a little more stress to the whole scenario, there is no such thing as a removal firm. Of course, you just ask your brother/uncle/cousin who has a farm and a trailer. We are lacking in the family farmers department but our good neighbours were aware of that and we were overwhelmed by offers of help, some from people we had never met before. We managed with a posse of ski instructors and 2 lads with a lorry who, when they had finished helping their own friends at 10.00pm, came and moved our stuff for us. Pizzas and beer all round and everyone was happy - a veritable barn raising experience.
