Moving Day – Part 2

In my last post I shared some of the emotions of closing the door on our semi in suburbia. Today I thought I would share some pictures and memories of arriving in our new home.

It was touch and go if we would complete in time, you can read the whole stressful saga here, and I wish I could remember at what point it all happened now. I think we exchanged before we left Nottingham and completed when we were on the road, or after we arrived. But we did end up moving into the garden rather than the house for a few hours while we waited for the keys.

Luckily it was a scorching day in May and the garden is pretty special so we weren’t fussed. We were able to access a socket to make tea and the grandparents had both brought the most amazing picnics. So we ate under the trees, and devoured the new views.

When the removal van arrived we realised the fishing nets were in it, so the kids got straight into fishing in the pond.

Inside the house was so bare, but Max the greyhound was not deterred, despite sleeping all day and not lifting a finger to help, he found moving exhausting and wasted no time finding the spot most in the way of all doors and thoroughfares to sleep on.  We spent all the time panicking he would get squashed under a sofa, or wander off and get lost on the road or in a field. Once the sofa arrived he was sorted for the rest of the day!

Dad and Mr A wasted no time knocking down the stud wall the previous occupants had been told they had to build before the sale, to meet planning permission regulations for the extension. Suddenly we had the open plan space we had always dreamed of, and the space we fell in love with when we first saw the house, and stunning views.

Just in time to finish my 40th birthday cake in the dining room extension – I was 40 two days before we moved. We lost the zero in the move, but I’m not complaining, plus the house was the best birthday present ever!

Failed miserably to take any pictures of myself again. I hope my words make up for that. Take note dear family!

You might also enjoy reading these accounts of moving to the country:

Moving Day Part One

Country Living 7 Months in – Our First Christmas

6 months in the new house – Reality Nibbles

Country Living 5 months in – Apocalypse Now

Country Living 4 months in – I really live here?

Country Living 3 months in – Weighing it up

Country Living 2 months in 

Adventures in Moving House: The viewing we nearly ran away from

Adventures in Moving House: How to sell your home in 24 hours and 9 months

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