Memory lane

After spending quite a bit of time with my mother this past year, it became obvious that she needs a bit more practical help than can be given with us living in France.


So, whilst you may think that all we did during the last week in England was eat, drink and look beautiful, we actually worked hard with lots of driving, nodding, and smiling to see if we could find a house that we liked. It looks like we may have done it.


Of all the many places we looked at, the one that ticked all the right boxes is in Ripon, North Yorkshire. The house we have chosen has been built and modernized to a very high standard (unlike you - Ed) and will be perfect for Jan and I the dogs, as right outside our front door is a huge park and a cross country walk to Fountains Abbey, a place Jan once called the most peaceful place on earth. Added to that we're only half an hour away from chez mum. 


Given the flaky house buying system in England, we now have to wait and see if the purchase runs its course. Fingers crossed.