That was some good weather on the weekend wasn’t it? Sunshine. Clear skies. Warmer days. And even better, warmer nights. Yesterday afternoon after Rob had got stuck into the garden for a few hours and I had cleaned all the windows in our main room (I’ll tackle the rest sometime…) we sat outside in the late afternoon sun, had a beer and admired, well, everything. It all just looked so good. All of it. Almost a year on, we still pinch ourselves that this is our home, that this is where we live, that we did it. I wonder if that will ever wear off? And I wonder how we ever lived in the city for as long as we did.