Hello dear visitor, it’s been a while, since I published a journal about my new life in Britain. Now, at the start of March 2017, after an adventurous period of house hunting, with bizarre encounters and tribulations, my Dutch frankness isn’t always welcome to landlords and landladies, I’ve found a home in the South of Devon. (the first week of May I’ve moved again!)
The sun is in the home all day round and the views are far. Where I am I’m on a high place, very safe from flooding! Close to the sea and to Dartmoor, two goodies in one bag. Hello to you in the image below! The green oasis next to St. Mary’s church in Totnes.
After moving 3 times in one year I’m looking forward to a time of rest, enjoying the first year of my retirement without worries and anxiety and the relief that my time is mine. What better time of year than finding my feet and leaving footsteps in this landscape of rolling hills! March and April are the months I enjoyed living in Bridgetown Totnes.
Due to a landlord deciding only on impulse, what a difference with the Dutch way! I had to leave again and found a much better living space in Ashburton. Less density of hippie trippie, flakey and plonker-type people and less tourism, no beggars in the streets here. Totnes is challenged to consider its policy regarding homeless people, for the kindness to offer shelter and food creates a magnetic effect to those looking for it. You can’t keep everybody happy, can you? It’s a typical Totnes style to keep everything vague with a smile and suggest as if it is so. Nonsense! Totnes may suffer from the airy fairy virus a bit too much.
There’s more quietude and, most welcome, Ashburton is closer to the Moors! This part of Devon is where I feel at home. Totnes is a nice town for visits to the Friday/Sat. market and musical events. Totnes is on a 45 min. busride from where I live now.
A hollow tree on the way to Ashprington and a dog with watchful eyes
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