I have made the move out of Jane’s house after 2 happy years. The Pink House in Fishponds is changing, as I move out and James moves in. Boxes everywhere, new era for everyone. Kirsty and Karen helped me to get ruthless with getting rid of things and burning paperwork, Iouri helped out with boxes in the silver spaceship bus.
It all felt easy and relaxed, with my friends around me. This has been a happy house, where I have been myself and been supported through the good and bad times. This was the first house where I lived on my own (oh, except Saffron the cat) when Jane went on her big adventure around the world for 6 months.
It’s strange to think we won’t be cooking, singing, guitar playing and putting the world to rights for a while here. How brilliant though to see us all moving forward for the right reasons. I’ll be somewhere brand new, and the Pink House will be brand new too as a different story begins.