So it begins - the long good bye. The Smalls finished school at the end of the half term and received loads of cards and some presents from their friends. Their two classes had a party and I managed to hold it together through the last assembly.
This weekend saw a farewell visit from J's parents and now my Dad is here for a few days.
This week sees the last choir practice, knitting evening and Friday coffee.
John and I each have leaving parties planned - his with work and me with my Friday coffee pals.
Lots of lovely good wishes have been coming through the post and by email and phone from far flung friends.
It's not like we'll be gone forever, or even out of contact, thanks to the wonders of modern technology, but it does all feel a bit weird!
Nine days and counting...