Whilst the service was efficient, when my taxi box was delivered some of my items had done the bloody Hokey Pokey and were every which way. I packed that thing up TIGHT with all manner of cushioning, moving blankets, bubble wrap and still my television somehow ended up in the sticks. My beautiful baroque mirror was cracked, again packed so immaculately. I cannot stress enough how much things had moved, I genuinely do not understand the physics. Although watching the delivery man operate the forklift and shake it like a damn margarita, I have a sense.
