I've been putting this off for a few days now, simply because I didn't know how to say it.

Well, here it is.

We're moving.

Yes, I know I've been saying it for ages and nothing's happened, but now it has and we are - end of April.

Firstly, the insurance palaver has been brought to a close and I'm disappointed by what transpired. Basically, things are going to be tight and there's no way I can afford to support the planned website, but hey, maybe later eh?

Nevertheless, we're still going for the adventure, upping sticks and fleeing Britain for the Gallic charm of Orne and our French house. The removals company has been booked, Pen's handed in her notice at work and we're slowly working our way through a long list of things to do, people to inform etc, etc.

We're both filled with a mixture of excitement and near-petrifying fear as after such a long time in the planning phase, it seems to be happening all of a sudden. I'm sure many of you have been there in one way or another.

So there will definitely be a period of quiet from me (take it while you can) as we won't be getting the comms set up until after we've moved, although we will get ADSL together and I will be coming back - hopefully with some new stories - perhaps even some with a little Gallic feel, who knows.

So that's it. Last week of April, everything will go quiet and I have no idea when I'll be netted up again.

I'm alternating between feelings of intense excitement and having to sit down, take a deep breath and put my trust in fate. Encore une fois.

Well that's it. Now you know.

Nick

PS

Pen and I are getting married on the fifteenth of March, just to add to the spice ...