While we were away, we did a lot of thinking, and some planning, and really just figured out some stuff. All good, and all very positive. It’s going to take some work, for the most part, but at least we feel like we’re getting somewhere again.

So – the big change is going to be that we’re definitely moving to Norfolk. Or at least East Anglia. But Norfolk’s the ideal. It won’t happen just yet – there’s things to do first, like sorting out some work, and also doing the final pieces to the house, so we can sell it easily when the time comes.

But at least the decision has been made, and hopefully it can all now start coming together properly.

I’m sure I’ll write a lot more about this, and some of the plans and ideas over the next couple of weeks, but for now, well, we’re just getting started on it all.

Depressingly, Herself insisted on listening to a certain football game over the weekend. Well, some of it, anyway.

At halftime, they went to some shonky stand near London Bridge, where allegedly lots of people were watching the match.

The shonky stand was sponsored by the “Official Beer of England”.

That beer was – um – Carlsberg?