Day 2 brought the realisation that the moving wasn't actually the hard bit....oh no, that will be the next few years, many, many years.
The first job was obvious, remove the extractor hood aka metal object smothered in layers of grease that could be smelt from 20 paces!
The first major work is the damp course, throughout the whole bottom floor. I had been warned of the dust and grime, but watching the drills ripping away the existing plaster and paper was, in fact, a blessed relief.
Meanwhile, we set too on the main bedroom, brand new steamer in hand we ripped through the multiple layers of wood chip. It did bring with them rather alot of 'blown' plaster and not a small amount of my own skin.... but my friends, it felt like progress. The house is beginning to smell less of fish and more of dust, this can only be a good thing!