Like most moving days it was little stressful but we managed it without a hitch. We were feeling slightly apprehensive that we were losing the safety net of the flat, the place we could retreat to after a hard day’s work on the house, but we were looking forward to settling in and making house number 59 our home.
It was amazing how just by moving our stuff into the house it suddenly transformed into ‘home’. It helped that we have always rented Victorian properties so somehow our furniture just naturally slotted into place.
The last thing I did before saying goodbye to the flat, our home from the last year and half, the home we came back to as newlyweds, was pick a bunch of fresh lavender from the garden to take to the new house, in hope it would mask any last lingering smell.