A New Era

Its been almost ten years since we returned from South America. Ten years of living and working in London, moving home, sharing our lives with our amazing dog, Silke, who sadly passed earlier this year.

We are ten years older, maybe a bit wiser and a bit more battered.   I (finally, Sarah would say) retired from rugby at the end of the last season on a high as my team managed to come second in our division, unfortunately just losing in the playoff final and better still, my vets team triumphed once again going  undefeated. (I’ll leave the reader to guess which is the vets team).

It feels like a time of change for us and we have made the big decision to sell up and take some time out to travel again. We feel that our time living in the heart of London has come to an end and that when we eventually return home it will be to somewhere with a lot more green space. If the horrors of covid have taught us anything, it is that those ties to the city for work aren’t as important as they once were.

We have now left our jobs, packed up our home, tidied up any loose ends and are ready to head out into the world again for our next adventure.

Our plans are, for the time-being, mainly focussed around Europe and we started by heading to France where we have arranged an apartment in Chamonix in the Alps for two months.  With the car full to bursting (we have definitely packed too much!) and the channel tunnel booked, we headed for Folkstone, the start of our drive to Chamonix, which is right on the Swiss border about an hour’s drive from Geneva.