I must apologize for the big gap in postings to my blog. Erica and I have been embroiled in our house-move from Oxfordshire to Hertfordshire. They say that moving house is one of the most stressful events in life. Whoever ‘they’ are, ‘they’ are quite right. Although we’ve been moved for just over a week, we’re still sitting in a wilderness of boxes and stuff that came with us from Abingdon. One problem is that the house we’ve moved into is smaller than the one we moved out of, but we didn’t take the time to get rid of surplus things.

To be honest, my books are the biggest space taker. Many years of buying (but not necessarily reading) books has given rise to a huge collection. I will have to sell some of them. Not that I want to, but needs must.

Erica and I are also redecorating the rooms we’ve chosen to use as studies, putting up shelves, moving desks and cupboards and filing cabinets.

I hope I won’t have to move house again in the near future. I don’t think I could bear it. I feel utterly decentred. We’d lived in Abingdon for almost 20 years and our routines were well established. Now we have to establish new routines, learn the train timetable, find our way around to the necessary shops, and try to keep our work going. Erica really needs to deal with orders and issue invoices every day to keep George Ronald going. I’ve let my work for the National Spiritual Assembly tick over, but I’ll really have to get back up to speed again very soon.

Gradually we are recentring ourselves in our new abode. We’re very happy with the house, but it’s things like getting our Internet connection fully and smoothly functioning again that are deeply distracting.

One joy is that we are 15 minutes away from our daughter and our No. 3 grandchild (7 weeks old).

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