A bit unexpectedly find myself leaving the country once more, this time to Sydney for a year. The weirdest thing about packing is realising what a large proportion of my wardrobe comprises thick coats, woolly hats and scarfs, gloves, warm cardigans, winter boots and the like. Both extremely happy to be leaving this all behind (I think) and aware how much storage space it will require whilst I am gone.
So goodbye novelty Doc Martens, Russian valenki and galoshes.
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