We've made a move back to our roots, and bought our "dream" home Kent.
Both David and I grew up in the countryside [he in Kent, I in Shropshire/Staffordshire], and we've been plotting our "escape to the country" for an embarrassing number on years now...
And we're finally here!
Well, we're not there, yet; the house is not currently habitable, so we're still in rented accommodation in Maidstone, but we're got the keys and have started taming the outside. We've been slashing brambles, thistles, overgrown grass, overgrown conifers, and saplings that have grown where the wildflower meadow should be. You can now walk all around the house, and there's a path to the septic tank and another to the designated dumping ground [we've just piled up all the cuttings to deal with later], and we can get from the gate to the garage.
David's organising the emptying of the septic tank, and we have the water board coming on Wednesday to turn on the water, so we'll be a step closer then.
I feel I can start to exhale at last.
And listening to the wood pigeons, crickets and dragonflies buzzing round hunting, it felt like coming home.
What more could we ask for?
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