![]() Then it rained for two months and I began to have doubts. By the beginning of January we were unpacking our saucepans onto its shelves, after a breathless quickstep of sale, purchase, schools, work, all clicking into place. We had first stood in the kitchen at the end of October. Once planted it took root and grew at an alarming rate. ![]() But we had no serious intention of leaving London. It is a loveable house, dating from the mid-16th century, surrounded by walled gardens, in the middle of a small town near the coast. We joke that our twelve-year-old daughter made the decision for us when, twenty years ago, we stood in the kitchen and she announced to the owner “We would like to buy your house.” We had seen it in an estate agent’s window and decided to view on a whim, on the last day of a holiday in Devon.
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