Sitting in the warm late summer sun, garden in full bloom and beer with wine to follow flowing, contemplating being homeless for the first time in 30 plus years.....
We will have houses but not homes... well not just yet. We have a house full of belongings behind me waiting to be spread out 200 miles away on the South Downs.
This time next week I will be a liveaboard on the Trent and Mersey canal. Going into that eyes wide open, maybe with a tad too much focus on the long dark winter months.
It is funny to see how breaking down the home affects the cat and dog... both have become so much more clingy - certainly the cat cannot be closer to us right now !
It's a adventure, one quite off script, interesting to re read this in 12 months to see how the pages of our lives have turned and what chapters have been written,
So the next post might just come from a floating home in Staffordshire .... or a South Downs cottage
.... to be continued !!