A new life beckons...

YAWN.

This will be the last time I sit in an office. I've spent the last 10 years working to pay the rent and dreaming of living by and working in woods, fields and water and finally it's coming true, thanks to K, who I met last year and wants the same thing as me.

Lewes High Street...

...which has a brewery down the end, which is the height of civilisation.

The UK is too expensive by far, where we live in the south eat is too crowded, is drying up (although you wouldn't believe it judging from this summer), and we are sick of living in debt. So we're off to Brittany because it's wetter, less expensive, less populated, the place is beautiful, the people are nice and they all seem to keep pygmy goats. We also have some family and friends there so we won't be totally in the deep end.

Ideally, we want about 5 acres with a small house on it, a couple of sheds, it's own water supply and some people nearby who have the same thing so we can all help each other. We will then slowly develop the place, about half an acre a year, until we have the whole place being farmed organically and well, with as much of what we need food-wise coming from it. Should keep me fit!

We're from Lewes in sussex, where they "enjoy a good burnin" as someone said in the pub once when he was trying to get me to join one of the bonfire Societies:

For some reason the previous day is spent boarding all the shop windows up...

The priests on the right have their backs turned because the crowd is throwing fireworks at them. Health and Safety? Ha!