What next?

After Fidd died I felt weightless for a while; untethered. I thought about locking up the house, leaving my job and going away to the other side of the planet. I had a tempting invitation to South Africa, to visit one of my oldest friends, and then I wondered about Australia, where I have many … Continue reading What next?

Floored

The first part of this year has been all about the floors inside Number 2 (which is soon to cease being Number 2, as we have applied to have the two houses recategorised as one). As modelled by my furry assistant, Mr Monty, and in some of the other pictures, you can see the challenges … Continue reading Floored

Week One

We have been properly resident in Cornwall for almost a week and, as I lie here in bed, knackered, looking out at the beautiful green of the yew tree, I’d say it hasn’t even begun to sink in yet. We’ve done all the admin stuff: new doctor, dentist, vet, set up direct debits for the … Continue reading Week One