Well, suddenly it's time to move again. I was doing a calculation a couple of days ago - the number of times I've moved since I was volunteering/working with the
RSPB. This next one is the twelfth. You may question my maths (not an uncommon event) but it includes moving in and out of the same house several times.
Tonight I completed my rather scary end to the season - The Presentation to the Community! (Notice the
capital letters) I only discovered about it well through the season and was generally trying to ignore the fact that I had to do it. At the beginning of the week I decided I'd better do something about it and the first step of putting the sign up in the shop was completed. The rest of the week has disappeared into oblivion and last night I was
frantically preparing the power point presentation, finishing it this morning, dashing to the shop when it opened at 3pm and then baking what seemed like hundreds of muffins to feed people at the end of the talk. Chocolate cheesecake, lemon, maple and walnut, carrot were the options, which seemed to go down well. The chocolate cheesecake (in the middle of a chocolate muffin, a lovely cream cheese filling) vanished the quickest. It wasn't quite as scary as I thought. Mid afternoon I was seriously wound up about it all and bit more relaxed when it came to it.
I'm moving next Friday to
Stromness, two days in the house and then I'm off
galavanting around the country. I'm looking forward to it. I will hopefully at long last be able to post photos soon as I will have broadband in the house! I may actually join the 21st
centuary and buy myself a digital camera (I've been borrowing the work one). My number of islands that I'll have lived on will be up to four. (I seem to be doing a lot of statistics tonight - it must because of the annual report/ presentation!).
Lots to do before I leave
Papay. Plus packing!