Who knew that I could do an update from my phone?!?
Amazing really isn’t it.
I was up and out at four to collect Roz from Heathrow. Mungo walked at that point in the night/morning when everything seems still and asleep. The world around Savages Cottage silent and calm.
Its a miserable day to collect someone who’s been in Oz for ten days. 28° at one end of flight, 8° and drizzling at the other.
The dog needs a walk but even mungo is reluctant to go out into the grey afternoon. Maybe a pint watching the Rugby is in order, although just as likely is staying in by the fire.
Having a home that feels like a home rather than a house is such an amazing thing. I’m not sure that after all the searching and upheavals the novelty of feeling so centred in a place will wear off.