Our new house has a couple of west-facing windows, including the one in Humuhumu*'s room, and it turns out that Worcestershire in summertime features spectacular sunsets. I didn't managed to snap them all, but there were four in particular during the past two weeks that merited diving for the dSLR.

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1. Even if you hire removals people to pack up your house and move your things, you will still be exhausted and stressed at the end of the process.
   
   
2. Our new house is 50% bigger than our old house. There is a conspicuous dearth of furniture.
   
   
3. Displacing my all-time favourite, “Wymondham” which is pronounced “WIND-am”, ”Leominster” is pronounced “LEM- ( Read more... )

That's what the sign outside our house now says. The legal fidgy-widginess has begun. We spent part of last night filling out the 4761910 pages of forms the solicitors sent to us. The activity required us to use a dictionary - neither of us knew what "pelmets" were. (We don't have any so they're not included in the sale of the house ( Read more... )

Since the start of 2012, my life has mostly consisted of DIY. We've completely converted the front garden and revamped the kitchen - plaster and paint for the walls plus repairing, sanding and varnishing the floor ( Read more... )

Here is something I never imagined I'd need to learn: How to convert your front garden from a patch of triffids (no really, they were eight-foot-high giant thistles) and weeds into a car parking space ( Read more... )

I spent today using a powerful vibrating object to prime smooth surfaces.

Sadly, this translates rather unsexily into "sanding down all the woodwork in the stairwell, landing and hallway".

An ungodly amount of gloss painting awaits me tomorrow.

In marginally more exciting news, I wrote a character study of The Observer.

Detachment (1809 words ( Read more... )