Good News

Y’all know that I don’t really do moaning blogs – glass is half full and all that jazz...but this is a blog of pure good news.

We found a house, and it’s not just a house, it’s Raine and Em-ville...until Raine’s house is built this is the kind of house to which we aspire. It’s a really solid Victorian terrace, near the canal in Lancaster (so I can bike it to Uni once I’ve had a few more lessons – I’d rather not fall in the canal...), it’s tucked down a little back street, but it’s about 3 minutes walk from the City Centre. It’s owned by a Green Party candidate, and all the rooms are in funky earthy colours (non of this all white washing that everyone else is so fond of). There are two reception rooms, and one leads onto a lovely little kitchen - that’ll be our main living room. There’s a little courtyard garden, where we can have BBQs and grow herbs, the landlady’s made a mosaic mural at the bottom of the garden. Upstairs there are two double bedrooms, and a big bathroom, with an old fashioned bath, which she’s put a shelf around and decorated with shells, the room’s all tiled with blue mosaic tiles. In the winter we can snuggle in front of the log fire in the living room. We just can’t believe our luck!! Part of me’s thinking it’s all going to fall through... it’s just so perfect. Plus, in two years she’ll put it on the market (it was on the market, but she had no interest, so she’s decided to rent out), so if we love it as much then, and we’ve settled in Lancaster, we might be able to buy it!

I’ve lost 11lb now, and my ‘motivational pants’ go all the way up my legs and fasten...I think they might be too big by the time I finish. Let me explain ‘motivational pants’...I decided I wanted to get some funky cords or jeans that I didn’t fit into, but that would fit by the end of my diet. First day of searching I found some very cool (and cheap!) jeans in TK Maxx. At that point they went half way up my thighs (beautiful image...), I tried them on this weekend and I could get them up and fasten them. Now I’m not saying I wouldn’t have done myself an internal injury trying to sit down in them, but this is a major achievement. Inspired I went searching the house for some of my old clothes, and they fit perfectly.

Bank holiday rocked. We went with my dad to see Oleanna in Bolton – good stuff, I was really impressed (I’ve never read/seen any David Mamet before). The character progression between the first and second act was stunning. Sunday, Raine and I went to the beach, I had a bike riding lesson – I’m getting pretty good, at going in a straight, flat line - though I can turn gradual corners now-a-days. Raine built a sand crocodile (in the spirit of our famous Newquay sand speed boat, and World War I trench), who we named Cuddles, he may or may not have eaten annoying children and yappy dogs that day. We had our tea at West Coast, and then we listened to some of the early artists playing North-by-Northwest.

Now I’ve got the house to myself, so I’m going to play my guitar to try and get somewhere with a song I’ve been writing.