It’s now been almost 2 weeks since we left London and we still can’t quite believe we actually now live in Dorset. It feels a bit like we’re staying in someone’s holiday cottage. We keep expecting someone to knock on the door and say “Err, excuse me but you booked this holiday home for 2 weeks and your time is up. Will you please leave now.” Perhaps it will be this week that happens…
We love it here. The location, the air, the light (even though its been cloudy and rainy for most of our first two weeks) …everything really. Before we left London we each came up with the one thing we thought we’d miss most about London (apart from family and friends):
David – our lovely Edwardian house which we’d spent 17 years getting just how we liked it
Hatty – the view when riding on the top deck of a bus crossing the river (ideally crossing via Waterloo Bridge) on a sunny day
Lily – the ever changing lights on the local Bingo Hall. (OK. I chose this for Lily but she was obsessed by the flood lighting on Mecca Bingo which was on our walk home from nursery.)
In fact, none of these things now seem important. I’ve replace one fine view with another even finer view (and I haven’t yet got bored with and doubt I ever will since it is ever changing with the weather conditions). We’ve discovered the newly renovated beach huts on the sea front are flood lit in different colours at night and these make Lily just as happy as Mecca Bingo did (and it’s probably better that our daughter is fascinated by beach huts than bingo!). And, most surprisingly of all, neither David or I have given our old house a second thought – and we really did love it!
A number of people have asked me to post pictures of the new house but, to be honest, its tricky to do justice to it without a wide angle camera lens (which is still in a box somewhere in the garage). Besides, the house isn’t what we have moved here for, its the location and lifestyle. For now, you’ll have to make do with pictures of “the view”. It’s good, right?