Trying to pack with the NZ trip drawing ever nearer, but another family member seems intent on coming as well. Whenever I lifted Chunky out of the case (a feat in itself as he's big and heavy), he jumped straight back in again and I'm not too lively on my feet these days to be one step ahead of him. When I finally managed to keep him off long enough to shut the lid, he installed himself on top. I think the thought is 'Either I'm coming as well or I won't let you pack'.




All this packing is tiring work