It has been terribly quiet around here.
I am sinking in boxes. Everywhere I look there is a half packed box. Rich and I are both having moments where we cannot really believe we are moving, especially as we officially have no where to move to.
An hour before we were due to exchange on the new house in Dorset our solicitor was sent a 40 page planning history document.
On page 22 was an agreement which essentially restricts any form of development on the majority of the land surrounding the house.
In 10 minutes our dream of an idyllic life in the country with parties in the paddock and a new timber office for Rich to grow his new venture were shattered.
So we are on the hunt again. Firstly for a rental house in Weston and secondly for a new dream house in the Dorset countryside.