2018: A new year, a new adventure
So I’ve some fairly biggish news to kick start 2018, I’ve moved to Devon.
We (myself, Helen and our two children Olive and Frankie) moved on December 28th… which I can now officially confirm, is a pretty nuts time of the year to move.
It’s been a long time in the planning. Or should I say more accurately, I’ve been thinking about it for decades, talking about it for years and when it finally came to it, planned the move for about oh… what must have been at least… several weeks.
We have moved into what can only be described as huge Georgian farmhouse just outside a village called Blackawton in the South Hams (3 miles from the sea). Since arriving it’s been wet, wild and windy and it’s absolutely brilliant. I love weather. Any sort of weather and down here you get weather, and you can feel the weather. You feel the wind and the rain and when it shines, the warmth of the sun on your skin. At night it’s really truly dark and the stars twinkle, which sparks my imagination and helps put things into perspective.
In the past I have read people write the words ‘I’ve found my home’ and arriving in Devon that’s how I feel.
Work wise, I realised that (having successfully tested the idea of planting our new modular living walls in Bedfordshire and then shipping them to site) I could set up a new ‘living wall production facility’ anywhere I wanted. And I did want to, in Devon. Which brings us up to date. I am now in the process of setting up the new nursery and living wall ‘factory’ and I for one am feeling excited, confident and eager to start testing out new plants in the next batch of walls.
Oh yes and my new years resolution, besides trying to get fit, is to attempt to actually write 52 blog posts. Last year I stumbled along to week 45, which wasn’t bad, but this year I am determined I will make it to the finish line.
I will keep you all posted.