move
So that's it: I have given up my flat and officially moved in with Dr B.
As of last night I do not have a place for myself to retreat to if I ever wanted to be on my own (not that I ever felt I needed that in the past two years, mind you).

It still does not feel like much of a change, as I have been staying at his regularly for the last six months already.
The move was smooth and easy, and it was rather exhilarating to discover that my possessions all fit in the back of a Vauxhall Meriva. This, for someone who was born and raised in a huge house with several unused rooms which only purpose was to store barrel-loads of junk piled up through the years, is a big achievement.
So, byeee Sarf London. I'm an EastEnder now.
Tuesday 8 February 2005 at 6:20 pm
Congratulations to you (both),
and welcome to the East!
Wednesday 9 February 2005 at 11:05 pm
Aaaah. I hope you'll both be very happy. xxx