Hello, and sorry for the subject line it is not intended to cause any upset! Please read the following (lengthy) post with a sense of humour.
In 2 years time I will retire as a Police Officer at the age of 49. For 30 years the Steeleye Span loving hippy in me has been suppressed and I want to stop working for the man.
If at this point you find yourself rolling your eyes and thinking to yourself NARPO
(Not another retired Police Officer) then please stop reading.
I was brought up in a village and my wife was brought up on a farm, raising lambs, to a farming family. Our first son has Down's syndrome and our second son is currently apprenticing with an agricultural engineering firm. My wife is the caring type and I don't mind a bit of hard physical labour. We currently live in the suburbs of a small Town, we have a dog, oh, and some goldfish.
We have a plan that when my engineering son finishes his apprenticeship in 3 years time we will look to get a place where we have a couple of acres or so and at some point an annexe for number one son. The wife likes the sound of keeping Alpacas and goats (I imagine this may bring about a bit more eye rolling!) and I want to grow my own ham, egg and chips (who needs more?) and maybe even put an acre or so to a small campsite in some beautiful picturesque haven! I would like to run a place for beer money, self sustaining if you like. I appreciate that I am privileged enough to be able to do so, but I also have to think about number two sons future prospects, will there be work wherever we go or could he run the place and live off it.
Whilst house prices where we live at the moment are astronomical we have the conundrum of staying within 40 miles or so of where we live and not getting much for the money or selling up and moving to the Welsh borders or Dorsetshire where we enjoy the rolling countryside and the Urban sprawl doesn't seem so great.
We have 3 years to plan and prepare and I will be reading magazines, books and visiting this site frequently.
I know I'm probably a 60's child "good life", hovel in the hills, wanabee, cliche but finally to my point. (One of many to come, I'm sure)
Having recently had a bit of a life crises I read the book "Stumbling on happiness". It taught me that despite what I think, we are all pretty similar and if you want to know how your future will look, go ask someone there already because your imagination is flawed. So...did you find yourself in a similar position to me and how did it go for you? I know it will be cold, wet, back breaking work. Were there any hidden issues that you hadn't thought about? What would you have done differently?
Thank you for reading to the end and if you are living my dream please remember to remind yourself how lucky I think you are.