Seems like years since ‘himself’ left RAF Lyneham…
…but it’s actually only been a short while. However, I have moved house three times in six months so no wonder.
1 = Magnolia quarter.
2 = Fantastic fourteen acre (but rat infested slug riddled) farm.
3 = Small (standing room only) house near village pub.
Yes, I moved house again and again (and again) while darling hubby flew a block of flats around the world. Just one week after the last upheaval we welcomed into our lives a rather unusual guest. My home still had no husband, curtains, computer, phone, sofa but it did have a vicar! Liz Goddard, Chaplain of Wycliffe College pitched up, mucked in and blessed my chaotic cupboards for harbouring Earl Grey tea bags. Once a year, students and teachers from the college stay here, there and everywhere. I suspect the neighbours view me as odd since I hosted a ‘Grill a Vicar’ evening (much more tasty than a salad) where friends threw all sorts of questions at Liz but school were sure of it when my seven year old took her in the following morning to show and tell!
Thanks Liz, for your patience at my questions (’but why did he have to die…’ and, ‘what about the dinosaurs…’) but I also have to commend your passion. Life for you is simple and complete. The trick is just to trust and let go…