It all looks so peaceful from this angle; a few bags, a set of scales, a book. Behind the camera however there is another view. One of complete and utter chaos where all the things that would be quite handy, like underwear, jumpers and shoes have not quite yet worked out how they will stow away.
It's not as if we haven't done this before of course, but this time seems worse than usual.
We can't tell if it's our state of mind or state of being. It seems that much of the stuff we are taking will stay for one reason or another on the boat, which isn't leaving enough room for the stuff that we intend bringing back.
Now here's a novel idea: why don't we just leave it here in the first place?
Out of reach of the house-sitter's dog of course.