Husband and I spent our first weekend in the new house this weekend. We unpacked some more, walked down to the beach via fields full of lambs, admired apple blossoms, picked wild garlic, ate ice creams by the harbour, sat in our new garden in the sunshine enjoying coffees bought in the village, listened to lots of Alice in Chains, Pearl Jam, Spiritualised and Super Furry Animals, drank pink fizz in a lane by a gate in a patch of sunshine and watched an extremely unusual high tide whereby the coast path was completely underwater.
We have had proper conversations. We have watched football. We have stood in complete silence in the evening sunshine, just being. We have laughed lots. It has been wonderful.