Parklife
As the poet and legend John Lennon said:
Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans....
A beautiful lady reminded me to update this blog, so I'm attempting to!
In short (or not so short), moved out of Pitkerro rd, sadly, at the end of November. moved into Pete's (G's mate) to save money for a bit while we decided what to do for the next few years. The plan changed a fair few times along the way, bit of a rollercoaster of emotion trying to decide what to do, shortly after Xmas decided to get a wee place here in Bonnie Dundee. Thus ensued lots of nosying at lots and lots of different places where we discovered a few truths about hoose's (location location!) and found a lovely wee flat opposite Baxter Park which is my absolutely most favouritist park in Dundee. (also amazed at the fact that we had a good chance of living in the street that I always wanted to live in when G first walked me around Baxter Park when I first met him, weird!) Thus ensued many horrible nights of not knowing what the hell was going on as we don't understand the legal/monetary system that is getting a mortgage and buying a place, and not wanting to thank you very much! finally the day before we both decided to pull out and get a round the world ticket to anywhere, the bloody thing went through (what happens when you buy at the start of the credit crunch, and i'm so sad to realise I even have an inkling what that term means). We have decided after all that carryon that we're never moving again!!!
And so we live in a wee flat all of our own (well, i think the deposit paid for the front door. everything else belongs to the bank). It's very peaceful and to be all hippy-like, there's great vibes here, man.
Moving day, as opposed to moving out of Pitkerro Rd, (which was one of the most stressful and horrible moving days) was great fun. G's lovely mates all turned up and many laughs were had as I discovered I absolutely adore driving white transit vans all about Dundee (with G's mates in the back). It has to be said that it has been the longest move-in both G and I have ever participated in, due to a)having more than a backpack of stuff to move and b) donations of furniture from mates/relatives/distantly related pets etc, it seems every week we have had another bit of furniture to pick up. We are very blessed and very lucky to know such great people. (with great taste in furniture!) looking around the flat we both realised all we have contributed to has been a flatpack coffee table, 2 canvas wardrobes and our very treasured CD collection.
An added bonus has been the arrival of Amy, a mate I studied OT with in NZ, who has returned to scotland and been locuming up in Angus, and thus boarding with us. Am truly spoilt to spend so much time with her, she's a special gal.
In between moving we've been over to Portugal to see ma and pa, which was great, attended cricket matches down in Durham and even been to a great summer music festival, which wasn't attended by thousands and had lots of hippies to people-watch and lovely Irish bands that we chatted to and made me very homesick for Ireland, if that makes sense!
And now I sit at the dining table (donated by our financial advisor!) and watch the leafy trees move about in the park. (it's been a windy summer!)
I never would have thought I'd be content having my own wee patch on the earth. Sure, the twinge of travel calls me, but I reckon I'm gonna try have my cake and eat it, too! Gotta be worth a go, anyhoo....
Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans....
A beautiful lady reminded me to update this blog, so I'm attempting to!
In short (or not so short), moved out of Pitkerro rd, sadly, at the end of November. moved into Pete's (G's mate) to save money for a bit while we decided what to do for the next few years. The plan changed a fair few times along the way, bit of a rollercoaster of emotion trying to decide what to do, shortly after Xmas decided to get a wee place here in Bonnie Dundee. Thus ensued lots of nosying at lots and lots of different places where we discovered a few truths about hoose's (location location!) and found a lovely wee flat opposite Baxter Park which is my absolutely most favouritist park in Dundee. (also amazed at the fact that we had a good chance of living in the street that I always wanted to live in when G first walked me around Baxter Park when I first met him, weird!) Thus ensued many horrible nights of not knowing what the hell was going on as we don't understand the legal/monetary system that is getting a mortgage and buying a place, and not wanting to thank you very much! finally the day before we both decided to pull out and get a round the world ticket to anywhere, the bloody thing went through (what happens when you buy at the start of the credit crunch, and i'm so sad to realise I even have an inkling what that term means). We have decided after all that carryon that we're never moving again!!!
And so we live in a wee flat all of our own (well, i think the deposit paid for the front door. everything else belongs to the bank). It's very peaceful and to be all hippy-like, there's great vibes here, man.
Moving day, as opposed to moving out of Pitkerro Rd, (which was one of the most stressful and horrible moving days) was great fun. G's lovely mates all turned up and many laughs were had as I discovered I absolutely adore driving white transit vans all about Dundee (with G's mates in the back). It has to be said that it has been the longest move-in both G and I have ever participated in, due to a)having more than a backpack of stuff to move and b) donations of furniture from mates/relatives/distantly related pets etc, it seems every week we have had another bit of furniture to pick up. We are very blessed and very lucky to know such great people. (with great taste in furniture!) looking around the flat we both realised all we have contributed to has been a flatpack coffee table, 2 canvas wardrobes and our very treasured CD collection.
An added bonus has been the arrival of Amy, a mate I studied OT with in NZ, who has returned to scotland and been locuming up in Angus, and thus boarding with us. Am truly spoilt to spend so much time with her, she's a special gal.
In between moving we've been over to Portugal to see ma and pa, which was great, attended cricket matches down in Durham and even been to a great summer music festival, which wasn't attended by thousands and had lots of hippies to people-watch and lovely Irish bands that we chatted to and made me very homesick for Ireland, if that makes sense!
And now I sit at the dining table (donated by our financial advisor!) and watch the leafy trees move about in the park. (it's been a windy summer!)
I never would have thought I'd be content having my own wee patch on the earth. Sure, the twinge of travel calls me, but I reckon I'm gonna try have my cake and eat it, too! Gotta be worth a go, anyhoo....
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