Got my mum moved yesterday :) And more surprisingly, with all her stuff! That was a damn close thing, as the removals van (a large luton) was totally stuffed with her crap *shakes head*. But it's all done, and she left her smelly sofa behind and agreed that I could clear out some of her stuff for her. I left her ensconced on her shiny new futon/sofa thing, watching TV and looking pretty pleased with herself.
*phew* As I was driving her up the motorway, I could feel this huge knot of tension dissolving from around my neck and shoulder area. As an example of what her old flat was like, I challenged someone robbing an unlocked car parked in the yard, and there answer was just "f*ck off - it's not your car is it?"
I just worked out that I must have worked 13 hours without a break. I'm back off to bed *yawn*