Moving to Cornwall

I’ve decided to start this up again (again!) because I feel like I’m at the start of an adventure and I want to record it. Earlier this year, we started discussing the idea of moving to Cornwall, and now it looks like we’re going to make it a reality. We’ve decided to leave the small Midlands town where we’ve lived for nearly a decade and head for somewhere new. It’s going to be an interesting experience, but we’ve done it before – when we came here neither of us had a job or knew anyone, and this time around we have jobs already sorted and friends living down there. We just need to find a house and a nursery and possibly a second car and pack our stuff up and clean the old house and so on… Every time I move house I forget afterwards how much work is involved. Possibly, like with childbirth, this is the brain’s way of dealing with something actually quite traumatic. All I know is I’m excited.

And I’m not the only one. We recently went on a scouting trip looking at the area we want to move to. This is our little girl on one of the beaches. Someone clearly can’t wait to move to the seaside!

Beach Girl