We looked at very many houses over 3 months or so when we decided to move. We were mostly looking at a standard 3 bed but on a whim we decided to look at a bungalow. To our surprise we discovered that the rooms were big, usually the 3rd bedroom really is not very big… Continue reading Me and the New House Part 3 – the garden room
When we decided that we were going to move last year, one of the things I was sure about was that I wanted new bedroom furniture. We bought our last set when we moved into our old house. A complete set of antique pine which was very on trend at the time. It lasted well… Continue reading Me and the New House Part 2 – The saga of the bedroom furniture.
So, it’s been a while. 5 months actually, almost to the day we moved. It’s taken us this long to get to where we’re almost straight. The moving day actually went off without a hitch. I did have a little tear as I looked around our empty house that we’d lived in for 25 yrs,… Continue reading Me and the New House Part 1
I wrote a post way back in April Here saying how our house was on the market. And it was. We got a buyer fairly quickly after some haggling and began the process of looking for a house in the area we fancied. We viewed many – different areas, different configurations and almost on a… Continue reading Me and moving house Part 2
There’s been quite a lot of hoo hah in the twittersphere lately about John Lewis announcing that they were bringing out a range of babies ware that wouldn’t be described as for boys or girls. People were throwing their toys out of the prom (see what I did there) about how their babies would all… Continue reading Me and Gender Neutrality
I probably realised that my iron levels were not as high as an adults should be when I went to give blood and they turned me away…several times. When I think about it the signs were all there. I was a tiny child right up until I was 17 when I went into the 6th… Continue reading Me and my Iron Levels.
We have lived in our current home for 24 years. We moved in when our son was 8 months old. It was the worst house in a good street. It had no double glazing, 70s wallpaper and a tiny kitchen. But it was a big step up from the one bedroom flat that we’d lived… Continue reading Me and moving house