so the thatched dream cottage lasted 2 years exactly, no chickens, no apron, got the wellies though! just damp walls, slugs in the biscuit tin, a broken trampoline, and no social life and a debt similar to the 3rd world. So I am now moving into town, near all my lovely new friends and school, to a Cath Kidston style decor, all the horse brasses, gold guilt frames and rugs have been banished to the charity shop and the ikea search is on at the Red Cross shop! Cant wait for my new lifestyle, again!!
Been turbulant year, my dear mother lost her life to cancer suddenly, I had cervical cancer, now ok, and my 25 year friendship, to my dear friend, partner in crime, soulmate came to abrupt end last week when she killed herself.
On the plus I have been to Corfu with sis and visited my bro In New York where he lives and was treated like a queen.
I shall be taking Charlie the cat with me, obviously, he will be the only party who will shed a tear when we wave goodbye.
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