GB. I TOYED with the notion of moving there to live in the old family home, Field House Sowerby Bridge, of mid-1700’s vintage, but...immigration and subsequent cash flow thornies impeded.
Over the weekend I began to wonder what it’d be like living in Perth; sort of a “go as far away as possible and get lost” impulse.
I might not mind two or three acres dotted with “tiny houses” each appointed to different purposes; that one’s the Master Suite/kitchenette, those three over there are all kid’s bed/bath/studio loft houses, the garage/shop/pool hall/bar is toward the road with the living/dining/kitchen complex to the right... Some such thing as that with paths, and gardens connecting them.
Crew is here today cleaning and spiffing up the gutters in readiness for The Deulge To Come; it being 2020, yaknow.
I HAVE NOT yet seen anyone offering to sell an Ark...
No, Arks aren’t in vogue, this time around, but you may want to invest in fire insurance! ;o]
There are many ancestral homes over there, waiting for me, but they’re currently occupied by those of a more recent Royal Lineage.
I’ve thought of a tiny house, but I would want a small piece of ground to put it on. My needs are simple and few. A vehicle with a working radio would be an upgrade, though, so maybe, when I get moved to AR, my Favorite Son, who will instantly become my Favorite Mechanic, can fix that for me.
And now, I’m headed down the hall. I’ve had enough of this Monday and a half!
It seems as though a dispersed household would be inconvenient in the rain.
I wouldn’t mind moving to the moon or Mars. But I haven’t seen any opportunities yet.