16/7/2018 Back to base – Needle Cottage:
Isn’t life funny sometimes? Tom and I moved into a cute cottage around eighteen years ago; downsizing – as there were only two of us living in our home – seemed a good idea and we loved the village that we were re-locating to.
Commenting on how much I loved the cottage, and how it felt like home from the first time we viewed it, Tom added, ‘When I move out of here, it’ll be in a box’.
Fortunately it wasn’t; we built a house of our own – well, our son and Tom did…(Google Reddibuild Construction Ltd if you want to see some amazing work by our son’s company).
Due to my redundancy, three years later we moved out of the house, travelled around Europe and England for five years, and are actually moving back into the cottage tomorrow.
I have mixed feelings to be honest. I don’t like ‘going back’; I’ve never gone back to a job, a house, a car or anything really as I like to move forward.
I’m much more excited about the future than the past. With this in mind we are going to do some renovations to the cottage so in a way it will be like a new start!
Many of our friends who live in the village have already been welcoming us back; we saw several at the village carnival this weekend (great timing) and others have messaged me too.
Last night Tom and I popped to the cottage to remind ourselves of what it looks and feels like.
Our lovely (ex) tenants left us a card thanking us for letting them live there and telling us how much fun they had experienced in the house. It really does have a positive vibe going on, which always make me wonder about previous owners. Dating back to around 1865 it will have had many owners (originally it was a needlemakers cottage and the old forge remains in the outbuildings).
Chatting about when we last lived there Tom and I remembered some of the events that had taken place. When I emailed a friend late last night I told her, ‘We are returning to the cottage on Tuesday, scene of crime (our late PRT, Rosie, stole our friends diary out of her handbag, then chewed and hid it inside her indoor kennel) and birthplace of Martha’.
That old cottage can certainly tell a story… and the next chapter is about to begin.
P.S. Couple of photos from when we bought the cottage…we did a few renovations then so I guess it’ll be dust sheets at the ready again!