Was lovely to be out in the sun and arrive to daffodils smiling on the front lawn. As was Ms J, who seemed more bemused than anything while her table was pushed, shoved, turned this way and that, upended, had two legs unscrewed, was lifted sideways, inched round a doorway, lifted over the bed, and finally moved to its new resting place, (all legs screwed back). Ms J was happy with the new space in her loungeroom, and we left two large cardboard packing boxes in the recycling downstairs, which will hopefully go to feed the daffodils next year.