8 YEARS IN ENGLAND

(Thorpeleigh House and barn in Thorpe Waterville- the house we came home to on Tuesday January 12th 1999.)

That’s right… I am entering my 8^th and final year in the UK. I guess during this anniversary I am reflecting less on the past and dwelling more on the future. Moving back to Canada is going to be very foreign to me... But instead of panicking about what will be (my new year resolution is to stop thinking myself to death!) lets look at the England that welcomed me to it in 1999.

(thatched Roofs and stone walls - and a Royal Mail van!)

(View from our lane way or drive... it doesn't snow often in England but when it does it's gorgeous... we might be saying the same thing about Canada soon!)

OUNDLE

(bird's eye view of the town)


Note the church in the heart of town. Laura and I practised bell ringing at St Peters Church regularly climbing a staircase updated in 1664!! You had to crawl up as the head room shrank significantly during the climb. When we weren't ringing we could sit on the church roof. I asked if it was safe and was told of course it was - so long as you don't fall!

(Oundle Market Square)


(Central heating = Radiators!!)

This is my old bedroom. It was big enough for a a double bed and a dresser but had a walk in wardrobe (or a closet!).

(Our back garden)

We were never far from the countryside. Harris, Callum, Millie and Rocky are all putting on weight cause this used to be their play ground.

Hope on the horizon...