A Writer Now From Bedfordshire

Hello! I am still alive! We have moved house from our rented place in Welwyn/Codicote in Hertfordshire…

[The end of an office. Photo by me, Hertfordshire, England, April 11, 2019.]

…to one we have bought, which is about 30 minutes’ drive north of there, in Potton, Bedfordshire.

In doing so…

…we have naturally been, uh, a bit overwhelmed in recent days:

A few observations for this morning.

First, look at what is on the dining room wall of the new house:

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Seriously? Adults did that stencil job?

To keep, or risk trying to remove? That is the big question.

Then there is this:

A mirror in the low maintenance garden.

A bit weird, methinks.

Buying a new home is also bizarre in this sense. Consider the entire process. A house we had previously been inside of exactly twice, and probably for a total of no more than some 45 minutes, we have made a huge financial commitment TO BUY.

We may spend as much time spending Β£100 visiting a supermarket! LOL!

Lastly, this is to be the office:

[Potton, Bedfordshire, England. Photo by me, April 14, 2019.]

As they say, Oh, My, god. I have a new novel I want to finish. This is not exactly great.

Thirty minutes’ drive often means little in the huge US. Here in smaller Britain, “30 minutes” away may well be a huge lifestyle/cultural change; but happily that is not really the case here. Potton is similar in many respects to Welwyn and Codicote, where we had generally enjoyed living.

According to Wiki, Potton as an inhabited area dates back to at least AD 960 and the word comes from the old English Pottun: “Farmstead where pots are made.” Hopefully a book shall be made here shortly too. Into the boxes I go once more…

Have a good day, wherever you are. πŸ™‚