On the Move

Standing in the garden/yard looking back at our little home with the For Rent sign hanging above the door we said a rather emotional goodbye to Glenisla, in Edinburgh. The realization that soon this little home would be alive with the sounds of another brought a sense of closure and a need for a deep breath--really, we are moving onto a 60ft schooner as a family to sail where the wind and our whim take us?! So we shut the doors on the two white panel vans that contained all our worldly goods and made the 430 mile journey to "Grandma's" house in the New Forest. Normally we would have made this journey in one hit, however, we were not driving a speedy little car, but two whales, so we took it a bit slower and had a two night rest with friends, Duncan and Sarah in New Mills, just outside Manchester.

On Friday, we were treated to a tour of the river valley where the mills used to be, now mainly ruins, and a gentle walk up a hill to gather a view of the surrounding area of the Peak District. Each night came to a close with fabulous food, wine and company. A fabulous start to this next chapter in our lives.

We arrived at Maureen's Saturday evening and we were treated to another lovely meal, but after a bit too much fun at Duncan and Sarah's, we were all feeling a wee bit tired, so it was early to bed to prepare ourselves for the unpacking of the vans on Sunday. 

Thankfully the unpacking happened quickly and easily. Things are a bit less organized than we would have liked, and I think we have come to realise that we still have too much stuff and will be taking a lot more of our possessions to the charity shops before we push off, but at least we have somewhere to start from. Now the real work of sorting our possessions from Nigeria and Edinburgh into one organized, easily moved onto a boat, set of boxes. Wish us luck, I imagine this will take a few days!