We’re Home!

We have very little internet access and mobile phone signal is very patchy. We are having all sorts of wobbles about quite how the static is going to make it onto the croft. But…. we’re here 🙂 This is where we live now We spent our first day helping with a beach clean up over…
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our very wonderful friends (who are off on their own life changing adventure very soon) presented us with this present we’ve been on the search for a map of Rum ever since we knew we were moving there. We could have picked up an OS map or bought an old one on ebay but were…
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Halfway to Paradise

well Rum 🙂

We’ve left Sussex, trailing our horsebox behind us. It poured with rain all morning which was both mildly inconvenient in terms of our stuff getting wet as we loaded it in and also felt in some way symbolic. I was trying to decide whether it was some way of the universe preparing us for our rather wetter new home or if there was some deeper message of there being raindrops along with the sunshine in our lives. My friend Tasha did a far better job with her tweet:

Worthing sky is crying cos that @nicgee is leaving.

which of course made me a little leaky around the eye area too. Having already welled up when saying goodbye to my sister in law, nieces and nephew, sobbed when I got home after saying goodbye to my parents and brother I think I am all cried out.

Friends had said to us the day before that once we turned the key and pulled away from our house it would really feel like the adventure had started. And it did 🙂

The drive to Sheffield to stay with friends for a couple of night to break the journey was smooth and straightforward. The horse box towed just fine, we got through lots of diesel (a theme of the whole adventure!) but the traffic was kind, the weather was on our side and we listened to music and sang along. It was like being back in Willow, limited to a certain speed, wobbly about going up hills and with a real sense of something amazing about to happen at any minute.

It’s been a challenging few weeks in lots of ways, saying goodbye is always hard, living in limbo is a difficult place to be. There are so many uncertainties and hurdles still to overcome. We need to get all the way up to Mallaig with the car and horsebox, still another 400 miles to go! We’ve got a puppy to collect – more on that tomorrow. We have chickens, ducks and geese on order, are in talks to get piglets and have ears to the ground for cats. We have seeds ready to plant, a polytunnel planned, have opened accounts with various animal feed suppliers and today we went off to buy gerry cans for our petrol and a food shop to stock up loo rolls, tinned goods and UHT milk for those ‘ferry didn’t come’ moments we are anticipating.

We’re taking this stage one small step at a time. Yesterday we got to Sheffield, tomorrow we’ll get to Fort William, on Friday we’ll get to Rum. Many more challenges ahead long after we’ve managed that but at least we’ll be home.


Don’t be afraid of your freedom

One of Dragon and Star’s favourite songs 🙂


Four more sleeps til we start heading off. The letting agent has the keys, the tenants have a moving in date and have paid their deposit.

Our generator has arrived.

We’ve got a campsite booked for Thursday night, a puppy crate arriving here on Monday and we’ll pick up a collar, lead, food bowls and some toys at some point in the next couple of days ready to collect our new best friend on Thursday next week.

Last night I went out for a meal with a friend and tonight I’m off out again for a meal with more friends, tomorrow we say goodbye to the cousins, Sunday the grandparents, Monday more friends. Inbetween all of this we are packing stuff up, ticking things of our lists and preparing ourselves mentally for the move.

It’s interesting how many people describe what we are doing as mad, brave, crazy, dangerous, foolish, reckless. Some with affection and maybe a scrap of admiration, others with outright disapproval. This is of course alongside a huge number of people who have been very positive and supportive but the negative reactions make me wonder. Why are people so challenged by what we want to do? 50, 60, 70  years ago we didn’t have supermarkets, motorways, telephones, televisions, electricity in every home, indoor toilets, mains water. These things are a luxury, not a necessity. And luxuries as we all know come at a price – financial, physical or worst of all a sapping away of our time. Time is NOT money. Time is life. Frankly time is all we’ve got us humans. I read this poem last week, blue tacked to the wall in my friend’s house. I’d never heard it before but it moved me and I want to share it:

I read of a man who stood to speak,
At the funeral of a Friend.
He referred to the dates on this tombstone,
From beginning ….to the end.
He noted that first, came his date of birth,
And spoke the following tears.
But he said what mattered most of all,
Was the dash in between those years.
For the dash represents,
All the time he spent alive on earth.
And how only those who loved him,
Know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own,
The cars, the house, the cash,
What matters most is how we live and love,
And how we spend our dash …
So think about this long and hard.
Are there things you’d like to change?
For you never know how much time is left,
That can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough,
To consider what is true and real.
And always try to understand,
The way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger,
And show appreciation more,
And love the people in our lives,
Like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect,
And more often wear a smile …
Remembering that this special dash,
Might only last a little while.
So when your eulogy is being read,
With your life’s actions to rehash
Would you be proud of the things they say
And how your spent your dash?

Linda Ellis

So to answer those questions of how we will live it will be the same as everyone else; with uncertainty, with no real knowledge of how we’ll pay the bills next year or even what those bills might be. But we’ll have insurance – crops in the ground, livestock growing ready to feed us, trees growing ready to bear fruit or be chopped down for firewood. The sun will shine to dry our tears and our washing, the rain (I believe it sometimes rains on Rum ;)) will water our plants. Our needs will be few and as long as we get to laugh every single day I’ll feel we’ve invested our dash wisely 🙂


We’ve got the power!

Today we ordered one of these shiny red electricity giving babies actually it’s the bigger brother of this one but you get the idea! We’ve also sent off the balance cheque for our static, had confirmation that the prospective tenants have paid the holding deposit and want to move in by the end of the…
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Counting down the days

I’m struggling to blog really but at the same time really wanting to capture these last days of a ‘normality sandwich’ such as it is. Life is fraught, stressful, filled with anxiety. It’s hard saying goodbye to people we love, even people we just like! It’s tough to keep realising that popping out to pick…
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Moving Month

We’ve been on the roam the last week. We collected our new car – a 4×4 Pajero. An interesting experience all round looking at the wikipedia entry for Pajeros and learning that in Spanish it means something quite different. Expanded all of our vocabulary that little google!!! This is me on my first drive of…
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