I'm at work this afternoon, but The Doc has no office based commitments today, so he is at home. He's starting to pack ready for our move on Thursday.
Before he dropped me off at work today (I usually do walk, but because of the high winds I was driven in for a change) Doc C told me of his intent to pack up the whole of the living room, with the exception of the playstation, and maybe start on his stuff.
I'm not concerned about what I'll find when I get home. I'm sure he'll do a very thorough job. Eep.