the opposite of little fluffy clouds
with mrs.perou and z, drove to sussex to see two potential houses.
one was an interesting oast house horribly converted into a barrett home (our definition of all that is evil in houses) and situated next to a psychiatric hospital/prison.
the other was one third of a stately home that was like a mini version of the manor house i used to be a butler in.
nice but spooky (and pretentious in a way i don't want to be).
i'm still HATING being evicted and having to find somewhere...anywhere.
still keep coming back to that watermill in essex but still think it's not in the right part of the world for us.
driving back from sussex, started coming down with what mrs.perou had on easter sunday.
retired to bed.
stayed there with a hot-water bottle, aching like an old/older man and feeling like i might give birth.
:(
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