Two years ago Kev and I had a dream: to buy a house in France and build a life and business there. So here we are two years on and tomorrow we start our journey south to begin that dream. The journey is going to be long, hot and no doubt spattered with frustration, anxiety and excitement.
Today, Monday 22nd July, we are packing our lives into a very big van (trust us to choose one of the hottest days of the year) but I seem to remember when we moved into our tiny flat in Nice many years ago we chose another of the hottest days of the year – this time in France – and that worked out ok, so I’m hoping this is a good omen for the future. Plus with all this heat we are hoping to lose some weight along the way. What a fab diet! Hey we could start a new dieting trend and call it “The moving diet” with a strap line of “box up your flab and drop a dress size” I’m sure it would take off…. no…. oh well just an idea. Kev’s mum and her partner Ian have hired the van and are packing their belongings in it and then heading down to us later today. We have enlisted the kind help of another of our good friends to watch guard over our things whilst we ferry them from our storage units which are on the second floor. Hmmm keep thinking of the weight loss I keep telling myself.
Kev has gone to a Swedish mega store to buy a few parts for the new French kitchen [and partake of a hot dog no doubt] some things are cheaper here and some are cheaper in France so we are taking advantage of the price difference to save a few pounds.
As we are officially homeless I’m sat in our good and very kind friends’ office [as they have let us stay and use their home as our own for a few days] typing the last blog post before we sign for our new home.
Our journey begins at 4am, heading to dover to get the 7.30am ferry to Calais and then letting our sat nav lead us the way south and hopefully if we have planned the route correctly avoiding all the mad traffic in Paris and other cities. The sat nav has told us that the journey door to door is approximately 13 hours, so that will get us into Fayssac at around 10pm French time. We then have most of Wednesday to ourselves to rest and acclimatise before meeting our agent to read the meters etc at our new house, then its off to the notaire’s office for the signing ceremony and then it’s champers time back at the house.
Thursday the work begins to get the house habitable.
But thats another story……
Our new home awaits us…..