I have been without internet access for a couple of days due to the house move to London, but all that remains is to do this:

Things I'll miss about living in Reigate
The deer
The green woodpeckers pecking the grass in the garden
The fact that it's pitch black at night
Ten-minute drive to Gatwick Airport
The rose-ringed parakeets
The heron that used to fly over
The bat that used to flutter around at dusk (I'm sure there was more than one bat in the area, but he's the one I knew)
Reigate Screen cinema (it's the only time in my life when I've known the manager of my local cinema by name - Toby!)
The twenty-minute walk to Redhill Station via Wray Common
The taxi drivers at Redhill Station
The staff at Toni & Guy, especially Laura and Mel.

Things, with the greatest of respect, I won't miss about living in Reigate
The quiet
Developers tearing down perfectly nice houses and building "luxury gated apartment blocks"
The bonfires (the people round there are pyromaniacs!)
Morrisons (or at least, the dominant supermarket in the town being Morrisons - what a waste of a prime piece of what I believe the Americans call real estate)
Planned engineering works in the Thornton Heath area
Getting the "regional" edition of the Guardian Guide (like I care what's showing at the Bath Odeon!)

I can't think of any more. It's time to move on!

Another box
Finished Seinfeld Season Six last night. Quite a low-key finale, The Understudy, despite the appearance of Bette Midler, who seemed to bring out Kramer's inner gay. It's been a rollicking run (The Race, The Switch, The Doorman, The Big Salad and of course The Fusilli Jerry). Even though the hand of Larry David is ever present, it's interesting how much a raft of new writers injected into the formula. The Understudy was actually written by an all-woman team, Carole Leifer and the late Marjorie Gross, which showed in the nail salon subplot. Good to see the first appearance of J Peterman, who will become Elaine's boss in Season Seven, which I have to wait until November to buy! The decision at the beginning of the end of Season Five (The Opposite) to have George in gainful employment really opened up successive storylines. I suppose I could go back and start watching them from Season One again.

And to reiterate, these box sets are surely the finest ever put together. The extras (especially Inside Look) actually enhance the episodes, and the bloopers, which you must, by law, save up until you've seen the whole season, are a laff riot. (Interesting, too, how much less harsh and authoritarian the unseen director Andy Ackerman sounds in these outtakes. The cast used to really get told off by the original director, Tom Cherones! "Come on, guys!" Maybe the success of the show allowed everybody to relax a bit, and lean into those corpses.) Oh, and The Understudy appears to be the first ever Seinfeld that isn't topped and tailed by a stand-up routine.