So, we’ve been in our new house a week. We’ve got most of the important stuff unpacked, have taken delivery of a fridge/freezer, built the bed, got a sofa off my parents, got the phoneline and broadband turned on and most of the books, DVDs and CDs unpacked (no small feat, it must be said). We’re still waiting on some furniture from Ikea (a desk, a couple of chests of drawers and wardrobe – we’re still living out of suitcases at the moment) and I reckon a lot of stuff will probably stay in boxes for a while yet – but basically we’re living like almost normal people. Almost.

Anyway, we’ve got a lovely garden that we’ve barely used because after being ridiculously hot for the three days we were unpacking and lugging boxes around and things, it’s been raining more or less constantly since, and the house is lovely and it’s great to be back in the countryside again.

And there’s a field of ponies on my way to work. Yay! Ponies!