This is one of my favourite pictures of me and the husband, taken four years ago in Somerset. We had only really been going out a few months but I already knew that this was the man I was going to marry. It was a distant fancy that one day we could fulfill our dreams and move from London to the South West and live happily ever after. But who knows...
FOUND A HOUSE
we might just be able to do just that!
Still renting, mind, but when I stepped over the threshold it felt like me- like 'us'- like a place that we would be happy in. It's got a wee garden with a vegetable patch (potatoes in situ, very good sign of last tenants), a pantry, some good and proper wooden floors and yes, a spare bedroom for my craft room! Hurrah! It's also within walking distance to the town and the husband's new work and it seems that in ten minutes you can drive out of town and into rolling hills and green that stretches as far as the eye can see.
I still can't believe that I am actually moving to the countryside. In 3 weeks!