Packing No work today, supposedly somewhere people are celebrating their independence, so we decided to close the office. Nice one.

Our weekend was spent packing our stuff into boxes as we have decided to move house after our two-year rental deal expires at the end of this month. Our current house is very nicely situated but it is old, very old and needs constant attention, something that my landlord is not prepared to give all time he is pocketing my monthly rent, which will total $192,000 by the time we leave. No, that is not a typing mistake.

We have found a house bigger, nicer, cheaper, a million times more modern and a 7-iron from the ocean and move in two weeks and we can't wait.

Continued difficult trading conditions and consolidations has resulted in redundancies as well as closure of businesses plus there has been some re-domiciling of Bermudian companies to other countries with favoured tax environments meaning simply that more ex-pats are leaving the island than coming and therefore the hugely inflated rents are reducing and there is a lot more choice.

Work will quieten substantially now July is here, which will allow me to concentrate on the house move, which is really only 10 minutes away west of where we are now in Southampton. Then a week after we move we are off on a holiday splitting 8 days between Montreal and Vermont.

Today is not a day for working though, although the other-half has to, so my daughter and I are off having fun together. The packing can wait.  ¶ 07:43