On the 30th April 2005, we packed up our huge van and left Swindon for our new life in France Funnily enough, I didn't feel nervous about the move, just a calm sort of excitement, almost serenity and happy anticipation. You would have thought Id have been sad leaving a house we had lived in for 14 years close to all amenities with lovely neighbours, and anxious about moving to another country, in the middle of the countryside, not knowing anyone, or too much of the language But no! I shut the front door, got into my car (with three moggies) and drove away not looking back.
THIS is home, we feel so happy and settled here, I know that I will never leave it except perhaps in a box! I really don't know where the eight years have gone, they have flown by and only now are we getting the house finished, but that is not so important anymore. Our animals and a more simple way of life are more important than a show home anyday!