No he hasn't won a Pulitzer Prize but Les does get a prize for a very big flit and for tracking down our missing pallets which surprisingly were delivered to Wolverhampton. (Sorry , we have no idea where that is!) Anyway a man with a van arrived at silly o' clock with all our stuff, goods, chattels, worldly possesions call it what you will. Nothing broken except a chipped gin glass. We can highly reccommend having your stuff sent to you, wherever you are, as every box you open is filled with things you like or love. Maybe like when we were kids tidying we used to tip loads of toys and books in a box and pretend we had tidied up, hiding the box. Several months later we would look under the bed and enjoy finding it. This too has been worth the wait! PS if anybody drives past Wolverhampton and notices a draining rack and some orange mugs...
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