Quick Update:
thank you all for your good wishes, peeps.
Well, I'm still not in the house, lolol... not to sleep there, anyway. Just to SLOG. The bloke who lived there before just left almost everything (bar his cutlery, plates etc., and pots'n'pans). I've been ripping out all his mad carpets (a mixture of very clean but with huge motorbike stains all over them), his old furniture and beds/bedding; his FOODSTUFF from the cupboards, etc. It's only now I've been able to start moving some of our stuff into the place and stripping the walls ready for redecorating.
Loads of our own stuff was broken in transit... so ta-ta to our fridge, our washing machine, the glass top of our dining table, the mattress to my daughter's bed (which they somehow managed to mangle completely and permanently out of shape).
Then there will be the forty-seven leylandii to chop down in the back garden.....
And, to be honest, all I'm doing is sitting around crying all the time!

It's deeply ungrateful of me and I know it... but I finally got sunk into Leamington Spa suburbia and I hate it.

But it's okay. I keep telling myself it's not forever. Just until my daughter is away at Uni. A few years is all. I can do a few years.
But, ooooooo, how I'd love that Trailer Park ^^^^^ One day, one day....
Anyhooo, enough moaning and groaning from me. I hope you're all doing really well out there. I'm missing you all and hope to be back asap.
Much Love to All. Catch you up ahead.