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The shipping

I remember a conversation with my sister and her daughter. It was a month or so after their family had moved back to the UK after living in the States. Joanna asked Isabel if she knew what was happening in the next week. Isabel thought a while, before breaking out into a wide grin and shouting "shipping!" - the possessions they sent by sea would finally arrive.

Today I know what that feels like. On Monday we'll be reunited with everything we left in Suffolk. But first there's a wistful weekend to get through.