Then two other friends, a Brazilian and a Nigerian, came over and spent several hours helping me to complete the cleaning. They worked tirelessly, cleaning all the windows, scrubbing all the floors and generally helping to get the house back in pristine condition. (Some areas had been a bit neglected when I was in Scotland for a month, and then cleaned only half-heartedly when I was back in Spain but still struggling with breathing difficulties after the pneumonia.)
I simply could not have completed the task of all that cleaning without the help of those two ladies. The photo above was taken when Maiki and I took them out to the Chinese restaurant to thank them for all their hard work.
The day was exhausting for us and it was obviously rather traumatic for the cat, who tried to run away, scratched me all over my arms and stomach when I caught him, and then spent the rest of the day catatonic at the back of an empty wardrobe. We had to spend Friday evening "camping" for a second time on the floor of my old bedroom.
So when did we actually move? Read on below...
