The flitting is being done in stages and today I help carry in a few bags and boxes before taking a look out at the back courts. A resident is taking out his bins and extends a welcome.
"It's a good close. We a' look oot for each other", he says reassuringly.
We are enjoying a fabulous heatwave and today's bright sun illuminates the fresh green landscape. A keen gardener has planted nasturtium around the middens and against the walls of the tenement. Birds are singing in the treetops, a cat stretches lazily in the sunshine.
On a wee wall sit two fellas quaffing vodka from a bottle. One leaps up and introduces himself, shaking hands and inviting us to partake of a small refreshment. He is friendly and shirtless, tattooed and sporting the usual scar from corner of mouth to ear - you see a lot of guys with that in Govan today.