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We have officially moved into 47 Winchester St. Overton, and what a whirlwind it has been. I'm not going to chronicle the days since Tuesday, suffice it to say that we have hardly stopped working, shopping, running here and there until the evenings, then once the front curtain is drawn we relax a bit, make a schedule for the next day (I know some of you think that's crazy), possibly have a hot drink and head off to bed. I promise once our place is in working order we'll put up some pics, it is looking much like a home now as opposed to a small beige box with uneven corners. We can't say thanks enough to the many who made this happen (i'm writing like I just won an Oscar) anyone who gave us furniture, welcome cards, money on Sunday, a ride to here or there (Richard and Susan yesterday to Sainsbury's) those who helped clean, the guys who lugged the heavy stuff, without each one we wouldn't be where we are today which is sitting in an almost furnished mid 18th century cottage on the 2nd busiest street in Overton.
Before I forget, one incredibly minute and mostly unimportant thing is how breathtaking our kettle is. Last night I boiled water simply to watch it change color from blue, to fuchsia, to purple and finally once ready to red. Then after it is done the kettle changes from red-orange-yellow-green- blue-pink-purple etc... it reminds me of shopping malls in the 1980's that had fountains with lights behind them that changed every 10 seconds or so, or if you've been to Niagara Falls and seen the lights on the falls, although our kettle is a much more subtle and unimpressive show it kept me spellbound for around 3 minutes. later ya'll
duke