It’s been a bit wet of late, and someone rather special (who I’ll speak more of later) told me “I’m enjoying your postcards but you haven’t mentioned the rain!”. Well no, I haven’t, I’ve been focusing on the positives of our first northern autumn in over a decade. I’ve been playing to its strengths, blue skies, colourful leaves on the trees etc. I’ve been glossing over the rain.
This week though, I have to mention it. It’s been a rather miserable mid term break for the Little Postcards what with the rain, it getting darker rediculously early thanks to the clocks changing and the impending lockdown.
It’s not all been doom and gloom though…
A whole new mushroom village appeared in the front garden of our rental home literally overnight. It came up so quickly next to the one which I featured last week, it actually lifted the stones!
Boxes, boxes everywhere…
Well we’re in! On Wednesday we moved into our new ‘forever’ home. We managed to move over enough stuff with cars that we could move in. Blimey it’s been hard work, in some ways it’s been a loooong week and in other ways it’s zoomed by in a flash. We’ve been sooo sooo busy! We couldn’t have done it without the help of my parents. They are super stars.
And that special person I mentioned before popped by to drop off this lovely handmade card for us. She & her husband are people I imagined we would be seeing quite a lot of when we came over here to live back in July but this week was the first time I’ve seen them since March thanks to Covid. It was so lovely to see them both at a distance on the driveway – especially as they came bearing shortbread!
White van girl
And yesterday was our final moving day. I found myself behind the wheel of this van (far out of my comfort zone) and thanks to super friends we got the last of our things moved over. It was a very successful day – apart from managing to smash my phone (but that was the only casualty thankfully!).
This week I was thrilled to be able to release another episode of Making Stitches. This one features my chat with the lovely Cathy from Dear Emma Designs, you can find it by searching for Making Stitches in your favourite podcast app.
That’s all for this week, and what a week it’s been. We’ll soon see what the next 7 days have in store for us, lockdown and all.
Thanks for stopping by, and until next time, take care.
I’ll be honest with you, it’s been a long three weeks since my last Sunday Sevens! It’s been exhausting and a tad emotional at times. But we survived it. I have come up for air briefly but am heading back into the realm of the packing boxes for a while…
In the meantime, here goes with a look back at our last 3 weeks in slightly more than seven photos from slightly more than the last seven days…
One last Saharan dust sunset on a Sunday
Our last Sunday in Gibraltar was a lovely day for so many reasons, we said goodbye to friends, and ended it with a lovely meal out by the sea. This gorgeous Calima (Saharan dust laden) sunset was the perfect ending.
Haircuts on Monday
In light of the very recent opening of hairdressers in the UK, I figured we might be waiting a long time for haircuts in England, so all three Little Postcards had one last Gibraltarian short back and sides. I love this spot by Southport Gates, I had to photograph it on the way back to the car.
Goodbye Diamond on Tuesday
Our last Gibraltar Tuesday was A DAY. From early morning until late at night it was full on packing. My Fitbit told me I did 18,000 steps. The Little Postcards were entertained with good friends and we said goodbye to Diamond our bunny. He’s gone off to Spain for a short break on the Costa before heading north by road. We hope to see him again in August, he might be glad of all that fluffy fur up in Manchester!
Removal day on Wednesday
Up at 6am for final bits of packing ahead of the removal men arriving just after 8. Once the trucks were loaded I had to cross into Spain to complete the paperwork and pay the duty on our stuff at customs. Off went our things to be stored until there was enough to fill a big lorry to travel up to the north of England.
Thursday by the sea
The Little Postcards had a final hurrah on the beach with their very good friends, while I ran round finishing off the last admin and cleaning up jobs in Gibraltar. When I arrived at Eastern Beach to pick them up we had tea and ice cream with our friends and it was lovely just to be still and enjoy the moment after all that rushing around.
On our last morning we packed up our final bits and bobs and drove from Gibraltar to Malaga. We had been due to fly from Gib on EasyJet but our flights were cancelled a couple of weeks before and we had to rebook via Malaga. We had to fly to Manchester because at the time of booking we were looking at 2 weeks in quarantine on our arrival and had we flown from Gib to London, we would not have been able to make the trip up north on public transport because of the regulations.
As it turned out, Friday 10th July, which is when we flew, became the first day that travelers didn’t have to quarantine. We were so fortunate.
A new view
This is my new view. Once I looked out on the Bay of Gibraltar one way and up the Rock to the summit of the Med Steps the other way, for now, I have this gorgeous leafy colour instead! We have moved into a rented home as a temporary measure until the sale of our place in Gib goes through. I’ll certainly happily take this view as I stand at the kitchen sink – it’s not too shabby!
Open space!! Something you don’t get much of in Gib. This gorgeous field used to signal torture in my childhood (think school cross country – I wasn’t built for speed) however now I can appreciate how beautiful it is. It’s just a few minutes’ walk from our new home and en route to the park – a place we have visited a lot recently in a bid to get over the loss of the beach!
One of the perks of being back in the UK is the fact we can get our milk delivered to our front door in glass bottles! No more mad dashes to the supermarket for milk to find out there is none, and no more plastic milk bottles going to the recycling.
A not-so-little treat for me
When this special one-off rather large Little Box of Crochet was advertised, I decided to order it to my parent’s house knowing that when I arrived in Manchester, I wouldn’t have any crochet with me until my boxes of stash arrived. What a joy to open it and see all that squishy, yarny goodness.
I thought I’d be able to do a bit each day in my summer craft challenge style of years gone by, but sadly other things have taken precedence. I have dabbled a bit and will share any progress as I go along.
We celebrated a birthday too. A Little Postcard is a year older, this time he was able to share his birthday with grandparents (for our first hugs since arrival in the UK) and a socially distant aunt & uncle! (No home made cake this year – my mixer & cake tins were somewhere on the continent in the back of a truck!).
Our stuff arrived!
It all arrived at the back end of last week. Our spacious rental home is now looking a lot less spacious!!🤣
It’s good to know that all our things made it over ok. Now there’s the small matter of finding everything that we need! Wish me luck!
Thank you for stopping by, I’m not sure when my next post will be as I’m still battling my way through boxes and multiple lost items, not to mention still trying to sort schools and other admin bits and bobs. I’ll pop back when I can though. Until then, take care.