Sunday, October 21, 2012

From an arms dealer to the KGB

Last week we had an arms dealer as one of our neighbours, now we are living beside the KGB. Yes we have moved house in the last few days.  We were happy in our original apartment, but increasingly found that the kids' need for space and an ability to make unrestrained noise necessitated consideration of a move.  We found a good house which met the brief in terms of space, and were even more delighted to find that it had a separate self-contained flat below for Monica to live. An added bonus is only having neighbours on one side.....well not actually the KGB, but the Ukrainian embassy.  The new house is only 5 mins from our old place, so not too much transition in terms of location.

So over the last few weeks we packed up the apartment and then moved on Friday, ably assisted by a somewhat colourful Dutch/Cypriot character named Gert and his team of Russian footsoldiers.  Sarah will write more shortly, including some pictures of the new abode.

Oh, and by the way, we have a new dog. Jessie will write more about this soon! 

Gert, complete with Michael Bolton style mullet
The move underway
The pool will be missed......

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