Moving from the motorhome into a house didn't seem strange until my son joined me. We're used to being in close proximity to each other. But now it's all changed. Even though the decorating has gone pear shaped Louis loves his room in the clouds and has spent most of the time that we've been at home lounging around on his new bed. We went into town together for an ice cream and to buy crabbing supplies, essential equipment for kids around here. But other than that I've hardly seen him. It seems very odd and will take a bit of getting used to.
I was invited upstairs this evening though. There were some big thudding noises and I thought that we were being burgled. But no it was fireworks! We stood on the bed and peeped out of the dormer window out to sea. What a great view and a lovely first night memory for Louis in his new home.