So much has happened since I last updated this blog! At that time:
The sale of our house duly went through, and we moved out. Friends of ours were travelling abroad for five weeks around the time of our scheduled move, and asked us if we would house-sit for them. This immediately relieved some of the house-hunting pressure. Since they live a very short distance from the house we were selling, it was very convenient to be able to move out while still packing up and cleaning. The fact that their home and garden are beautiful and well-maintained was an added bonus.
The search for a new home continued during this time. All the pet-friendly rental houses that we viewed within our budget were utterly depressing. Many of them were small and poky... and those were the better ones! In some cases, the word 'squalid' wouldn't be an overstatement.
Of course, most landlords had put in some effort for the viewings, but nothing could be done to hide the mountains of rubbish in neighbouring gardens, the derelict cars and/or fridges on display, and the graffiti on walls and fences. Other landlords showed total disregard for their prospective tenants, with filthy carpets and appalling decor.
One little cottage ticked so many of our boxes...except for the lack of decent broadband. For us, this was a deal breaker. It was very isolated, so no plans were in place to lay fibre there any time soon, and it wasn't an expense the landlord was looking to take on.
We were feeling pretty discouraged.
Then a friend, told us of a property in a little village not far from where we had been living. The property belonged to a client of his who would have no problem with our pets. The house was bigger than we were looking for and way outside our budget, but we took a look anyway.
And that was it. Nowhere else would do after that.
And this is how we come to be living in the most wonderful house in the world:
A 19th century thatched cottage with a lovely, low maintenance garden and outdoor living area. The perfect space for a craft studio for me inside and a stone workshop outside. As well as a lovely office for Mr Namasi (which is where I am sitting as I type this post). Nothing in the cottage is quite straight, and our taller friends can't stand upright on the ground floor. I have been able to channel my inner bohemian in addressing the interior decor.
The population of the village is a whopping 700 souls. During harvest, tractors and other farm vehicles drove right past our front door. And just a few steps from that same front door, there are several public footpaths.
There are two pubs within walking distance, both of which are happy to welcome dogs with well-behaved owners.
I would be happy to see out my days in this wonderful place. For now, we have a year's lease, paid in advance.
- the sale of our house was going through and we were looking for a rental property that would allow us to have our beloved Jess-dog and grandkitten, Gimli
- we were both unemployed and looking for work.
The sale of our house duly went through, and we moved out. Friends of ours were travelling abroad for five weeks around the time of our scheduled move, and asked us if we would house-sit for them. This immediately relieved some of the house-hunting pressure. Since they live a very short distance from the house we were selling, it was very convenient to be able to move out while still packing up and cleaning. The fact that their home and garden are beautiful and well-maintained was an added bonus.
The search for a new home continued during this time. All the pet-friendly rental houses that we viewed within our budget were utterly depressing. Many of them were small and poky... and those were the better ones! In some cases, the word 'squalid' wouldn't be an overstatement.
Of course, most landlords had put in some effort for the viewings, but nothing could be done to hide the mountains of rubbish in neighbouring gardens, the derelict cars and/or fridges on display, and the graffiti on walls and fences. Other landlords showed total disregard for their prospective tenants, with filthy carpets and appalling decor.
One little cottage ticked so many of our boxes...except for the lack of decent broadband. For us, this was a deal breaker. It was very isolated, so no plans were in place to lay fibre there any time soon, and it wasn't an expense the landlord was looking to take on.
We were feeling pretty discouraged.
Then a friend, told us of a property in a little village not far from where we had been living. The property belonged to a client of his who would have no problem with our pets. The house was bigger than we were looking for and way outside our budget, but we took a look anyway.
And that was it. Nowhere else would do after that.
And this is how we come to be living in the most wonderful house in the world:
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| The most wonderful house in the world |
A 19th century thatched cottage with a lovely, low maintenance garden and outdoor living area. The perfect space for a craft studio for me inside and a stone workshop outside. As well as a lovely office for Mr Namasi (which is where I am sitting as I type this post). Nothing in the cottage is quite straight, and our taller friends can't stand upright on the ground floor. I have been able to channel my inner bohemian in addressing the interior decor.
The population of the village is a whopping 700 souls. During harvest, tractors and other farm vehicles drove right past our front door. And just a few steps from that same front door, there are several public footpaths.
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| Just a few steps from our front door |
There are two pubs within walking distance, both of which are happy to welcome dogs with well-behaved owners.
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| Dogs with well-behaved owners welcome |
I would be happy to see out my days in this wonderful place. For now, we have a year's lease, paid in advance.
I was so relieved when you sold your place and finally found your new place. I hope the "see out your days" happens for you. This is a gorgeous place and you seem so happy there.
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