I’ve been meaning to write an update, but I’m not agile enough actually to do things and to post things at the same time, and there’s been a lotta doin’. That and wanting to write the perfect pithy thing and letting perfect get in the way of okay, as in doing anything at all. That… Continue reading Cotswold Diary, Note 10
a house in the Cotswolds
How I Found the House
Cotswold Diary, Note 9
After a wobble, I found my footing. And the house found me.
Cotswold Diary, Note 7.5: Lordy Mercy I’ve Done It Now…Bought a New Old House
Have you ever done anything completely crazy? I mean since you were older than, like, 15. Like buy a house you probably cannot afford? In a foreign country? Oh you’re out there I know. Please call me and tell me it will be okay. Because not everyone thinks so. Like my friend Memrie. This is… Continue reading Cotswold Diary, Note 7.5: Lordy Mercy I’ve Done It Now…
Bought a New Old House