Last weekend saw the Margot and Jerry brood visit the new digs in the countryside. The current owners (a very sweet couple who have lived there for 13 years) invited us down to measure up and chat about the village. With only 30 houses and a church, it is a close community and everyone knows each other. I didn’t spy any twitching curtains but I was sure we were being vetted for our suitability! Jerry and I fell in love with the house and our new hamlet all over again and it was useful to talk through some of the practicalities of village life! No mains gas or mains sewerage certainly will take some getting used to and I was thoroughly grateful for all the advice given on cess pits (it’s a whole other world having the contents of the loo in your garden!) and oil fired heating.
From loos to locals, Sunday lunch proved a success too as we tested out the nearest pub in the next village along. Anywhere that can accommodate a small puppy and 2 little ones is a wonder in my book – there don’t seem to be many child friendly pubs in the countryside so this was a gem of a find and only a mile from the house! Jerry and I could see ourselves propping up the bar happily or enjoying a swift half on a Sunday after church. Everyone was very friendly and people actually said “Good afternoon” to each other – we were definitely far from London! So far so good….village life was looking idyllic!
Well, dear Reader, we must have passed muster as we have FINALLY exchanged contracts on the new house! Champagne all round! Immense relief washed over us like a tsunami when we finally heard the news and both solicitor and agent contacted us to let us know that all was set for completion. Jerry and I have been grinning like Cheshire cats ever since! In 6 weeks’ time, we will be surrounded by boxes in the ‘new’ (well actually rather old…17th century) cottage in rural Hampshire. Is the village ready for Margot and her capers? Most certainly not. Are we all set for leaving the Big Smoke? Well, with a view like this literally a few yards from our front door, how could we not be ready to move to the country?!