Well we have been in Morecambe just over a week. We arrived in 30° heat with blue skies and sunshine, but now the temperature is 14° and its raining! It’s been raining for about 4 days. But strangely the rain up here is different. Somehow it is softer and cleaner. Still wet, but I mind less! We have had to resort to putting the heating on though, but at least we know it works.
It has been a week of very mixed emotions. After the stress of packing up, getting up here with all the animals in the car, and a frantic 4 hours of boxes being deposited throughout the new house we woke up on Wednesday morning with a sense of wonder that we had made the move, realised our dream, and that we just loved our new home. We unpacked, we planned, we went to the beach, ate takeaways….and we both got ill! Nigel had a bad cold all through the move, not sure how he kept going in all that heat, and I went down with it on Thursday. Horrid. Headache, cough, shivering, extreme fatigue. The works! We kept going until Sunday when we both realised that we needed to take a break and be a bit kinder to ourselves. So we rested a bit, spent a couple of hours at the kite festival and started doing a bit more on Monday.
To be honest, I think once the initial euphoria wore off we were both quite overwhelmed. This is a big, big house. I had forgotten just how big it is. And every room has boxes in it. There is no storage space other than the cellar and the kitchen cupboards. Its really a case of not knowing where to start. We have tamed the kitchen so we can cook and the downstairs living room so we can relax and watch a bit of telly. And that is pretty much it for the moment. I do know what is in the boxes in the bedroom, but it is all still in boxes!
We have also realised that our plans for the house are probably going to take quite some time to come to fruition. We are going to have to take our time, use our funds sparingly and consider what we really want to do in each room, rather than just rushing in. It is such a peaceful and solid house, I feel as though it is just waiting for us to settle and then it will reveal what it can become. Patience has never been my strong point, but we moved here to have more time, so it is something I have to learn.
Morecambe itself is a revelation. Open, friendly people welcoming us to the North West and telling us how much they love living here. There is so much to do too! The few times we had visited had not really revealed the town to us and every day we discover something wonderful. Morecambe Bay itself is so beautiful, with the Lake District in the distance, stunning views. There are music and foodie events, the carnival, a Viking festival…our summer is going to be full of discovery.
But…its not all plain sailing. I do feel a bit lonely. I miss Zoe and my mum. My last month in Bishops Stortford was filled with visits with friends, both new and old, and as much as I love spending time with Nigel, I am missing that inter-action. It will come here, but you lot – know you are missed! Being ill has not helped, but I am on the mend now. I love the fact that I can visit my friends in Windermere whenever I want.
The animals seem to have adjusted quite well. The cats are now released into the outside, although they do not seem to want to go far. I guess that is a good thing! The dogs seem to like their daily walks to the beach. Ben is struggling as his back legs are in a bad way, not helped by laminate flooring all over the downstairs, which he slips and slides on. But he is doing ok. Barney seems to have a whole new lease of life, although he has developed quite bad separation anxiety when he is parted from Nige!
So there we are. We are here, and we are learning. I am typing this in my dining room. Amongst even more boxes! The two dogs are at my feet, and the cats are asleep on the armchair in the corner. This is my temporary office until we get the room upstairs ready. My plan is to deal with 3-4 boxes a day! Either we will empty and distribute or we will label for later. Order will come.
We both feel so lucky to be here. No regrets. We are positive that this has been the right move for us.
We have received many little gifts since we arrived but this is my favourite. My lovely friend Vicky sent me this drawing of the house that she did for me from a photograph. It is very precious to me. This house is central to all our plans. It has welcomed us in, and is waiting patiently for us to unlock its beauty. It will be our home, a refuge, a business and our future. Welcome to The Corner House.