I hate moving house...

There are many things in life that are unpleasant but one of the worst, as far as I am concerned, is moving house.  

By the age of 18 I had only moved house 4 times.  Between 18 an 24 I move house 6 times, on average once every 12 months!  24 to 35 was my most stable period as I remained in the same house for that entire period.  On leaving Stalybridge in 2005, I started my nomadic lifestyle once more having moved 4 times in the last five years!


So I find myself once again on the move.  I have already moved most of my furniture to the new apartment so this weekend we have been concentrating on the kitchen and bedrooms.  The ever wonderful Rex has been here for several hours helping and most things are now ready for the move on Wednesday.  I will miss living here on 8th Street, the neighbours, both below and to the sides are great and it is handy for all the things I need.

The new place is great, a little smaller than here with only two bedrooms and no dining room but that isn't really a problem as I never used the dining room when I had it!  Also the apartment is full of only my stuff which makes it feel a lot more homely.

Andrew, Tamkeen and I went around last Saturday to put up al the pictures and other various wall hangings.  This included my UK and Pakistan flags, which despite Mr Ryan declaring them 'common', are now displayed in my hallway!! 

There are just 4 and half days left at BOS, and most of the hard work is over for us in the Secondary school.  Reports went out last Friday so we just have the Interhouse competition to go on Friday and then it will all be over!


I am booked on the 6am flight on Saturday and will be back in Manchester at 13.15 In'shallah.  I did have some good news this week, in that I am now not required to return until 9th August, which means I get to spend another couple of weeks in the UK which is great.  It also means that I will be able to be part of SUbmerge 2010 which I am delighted about.


Things at the new school are still a little up in the air, but after six weeks on holiday I am sure I will be able to cope with whatever comes my way...

And the rains came...

The population of Karachi have been tracking the progress of Tropical Storm Phet for the last week, as it's been brewing just of the coast in the Arabian Sea.

It made landfall in Oman on Thursday and cause disruption to oil and gas production and killing two people.

Phet then headed back out to sea and made landfall here in Karachi in the early hours of this morning.  This has meant heavy rains on and off all day and for me no electricity since 2am this morning!

The rain and standing water made the journey to church, this morning, slightly more difficult than usual.  It also meant that the congregation was significantly reduced.  The first service, whilst never heaving, had only 2 members in the congregration.  The following service had only about 20 people as opposed to usual 150 or so.  We were also without a musician, so as well as preaching, I was appointed cantor for the service!!!  Apparently, me leading the singing is bettter than nothing, I'm not so sure!

The public exams start again tomorrow and 'come hell or high water' we will be open to allow our students to sit the papers...