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30 November 2011

Rum de dum

Filed under: — Nic @ 1:06 am

This morning we walked into Broadwater, mostly just because we are all feeling the downside of less exercise and more food, along with feeling slightly out of touch with each other again after such a lovely long period of time together all the time. I think we’ve gotten so used to operating as a unit this year that not having so much time bouncing off each other and just hanging out has felt very strange for all four of us since we’ve been staying at Mum & Dad’s. Certainly I feel disempowered living with my parents so the kids must be really feeling it given how much they were listened to and given attention while we were on the road.

Anyway, off we went for a walk and it was lovely. Lots of chatting, laughing, catching up with each other and enjoying the feeling of freedom being out of the house. We picked up a few books from a charity shop – Ady has suddenly realised charity shop shopping will not be a regular feature of a lifestyle on an island so is keen to build our book stash up with relevant farming books. Ones on fruit and veg growing seem easy enough to find, but smallholding and particularly livestock rearing are not so common. We also called into the little sweet shop that the kids and I used to go to often, having walked past earlier and been smiled at and helloed to by the owner, who was really pleased to see us in there spending :). He was at school, a few years above me and is an odd bloke really but clearly always wanted to have his own sweet shop when he grew up and is loving that having come true :). One of the blokes in one of the charity shops spent ages showing Davies and Scarlett a magic trick with a coin too so they had a very pleasant time interacting with shop keepers :).

We walked home again and made a speedy lunch before gathering up library books to return and dropping them off on our way over to Lewes to meet Ali and Freya at Spring Barn Farm. The kids were rather bemused to be visiting a farm and looking at animals in enclosures, infact they largely ignored the animals in favour of the go carts and zip wire. The go carts were rather good 🙂

It was so lovely to see Ali and catch up in person – I’ve so missed her this year although we discussed how life has moved on for us both during the time we’ve been away and sitting over endless cups of tea chatting all afternoon would be a rare rather than regular treat these days even if we did live along the road. Ali very generously treated us to admission, refreshments and rehomed some gorgeous toiletries with me (which I will look after very well 😉 ) which was all very much appreciated by all four of us. Thanks mate 🙂 xxx

We dropped them home having braved the wind and cold for as long as we could until rain began and we decided it had now crossed the line from ‘not exactly lovely weather’ to ‘bloody awful weather’. And then sat in traffic most of the way home, all of which serves to reassure us we are right to be moving away to the land of no cars, let alone traffic jams! Not helped by me bursting for a wee most of the way home either.

We listened to some Terry Deary reading Horrible Histories cds in the car today, those ones off cereal boxes from a few years ago and were all very moved by one about the war which included the Christmas Day football match story, a poster about worrying (ending with if you are dead you can’t worry) and poetry such as ‘think only this of me..’.

This evening was punctuated by two visits to Sainburys for Ady and I – one to buy dinner ingredients, for curry. The other later in the evening to walk off dinner. We sat with the kids this evening and read them out all of the application form and what we’ve done so far on the business plan. Scarlett says she misses being in the van. I feel ungrateful criticising being here as in lots of ways it is lovely – a bed, baths, running water and electricity etc are all luxuries we certainly don’t take forgranted, but living under someone else’s roof is always hard and we are all definitely itching to get cracking with the next phase of our plans.

29 November 2011

Efficient

Filed under: — Nic @ 12:49 am

First thing this morning I set my alarm and rang the doctors as soon as it opened to get an appointment. I managed to get one for 20 minutes time which meant I had to do a very quick dash out of the house without even a cup of tea, which was rather hard but worth it.

I saw yet another different GP, but I’ve found with NicFace the women doctors are rather more sympathetic to the disfiguring qualities of the whole thing (easier to empathise I guess) and this woman was no exception. She prescibed further steroids to top the course up to 10 days which is what’s been needed both times before, and gave me some more cream for my face too which should help to ease the dryness and flaking. She said once I have finished the oral steroids if my face still needs help then I can use topical steroids and can just ring for a presciption for that rather than needing to see a doctor again. She also discussed with me the best next step and we debated allergy testing versus dermatoligist, plumping for the latter as she is sure it is a contact reaction rather than an airbourne or consumed one based on the lack of other symptoms eg breathing trouble, swelling of tongue or throat, runny nose or itchy eyes. It is my skin that swells and flakes and itches. So I should hear about an appointment for a consultant soon hopefully.

I then had a half an hour wait before my next appointment (made a few weeks ago) for a smear test, so I walked across the road to the chemist to get the prescription filled and pick up the cheapest magazine I could find. There are no magazines or other reading matter in the waiting room there – I think that happened at the time of swine flu and they have never been replaced. I used to enjoy reading out of date womens magazines in the waiting room so I left my copy of Bella there for the next person!

The person infront of me had not arrived to see the nurse so as I’d already checked in for my appointment I was seen early. No need for too much smear test related detail but it required a couple of goes and some tilting to complete which left me sore. Fortunately I have no worries about the embarrassment factor of such procedures and the nurse and I chatted away about crofting and Scotland and livestock while she rummaged.

I was back home before 11am and ready for several cups of tea to catch up!

A prompting text from one of my lovely friends galvanised me in to action on the Scary Phonecall to the CCCS. It was time to come clean about our actual circumstances and budget as we have been scraping together the money to pay the full amount of our DMP all year based on our previous salaries. Not easy and we’ve had some very tight financial times this year, particularly when we did the wild camping stint, but we really wanted to keep paying off the debt and to not be questioned by our creditors on our actions so it was worth it.

We now want to settle the debts, which Dad is prepared to lend us the money to do until we sell the house. This should enable us to settle for lower figures than the actual balance (which in most cases included large amounts of interest, hence them being willing to settle for less) and mean that should the house take a long time to sell we do not have to find £350 a month for paying our DMP on top of managing the mortgage once the tenants have moved out and we have no rent coming in. Actually explaining our financial situation at the moment was interesting – no gas, electric, TV licence, internet, council tax, water rates etc expenses, but large petrol costs and a mortgage still being paid. We will be back on the lowest £5 per month payment to our creditors again until the debts are settled but the agent advised me this is a good thing as it will make them more inclined to settle early.

Then I spoke to the Final Settlement Advisor who explained the process for making offers to our creditors. I’ve talked to Dad and he’s happy to carry on with that so at some point in the next few weeks we’ll get that underway. I think we’ve now been financially stable and frugal for longer than we weren’t and the end of that dark period is very much in sight. I’ve never dwelt too much on it all and am very aware we have friends who think we may have mishandled the entire situation (and infact may still be continuing to do so) but I feel we have done the best we can to rectify our mistakes and take responsibility and it is this situation which has contributed quite heavily to our current lifestyle and plans for a different path. My prime concern has always been our own happiness and memory making over and above large creditors on the basis that this affects our lives but we are not adversely affecting anyone else. I don’d do hair shirts, self flagellation or beating myself up and in the same way as I’d turn off a TV show that was really pissing me off I would expect anyone who was deeply irriated by me and my choices to simply not listen or get involved with me. If I want judging I’ll go audition for X Factor 😉 (and yes there is some defensiveness there!)

Anyway, that was a big load off my mind and Ady’s too, so Christmas will be much the better for being able to get the kids the couple of presents they have asked for and we may even end this year debt free :).

Next on my list of achievements today was all of us going to visit my Granny. Something we’ve put off so far both due to being really very busy ever since we arrived home and to it not being a terribly desireable thing to go and do. However I’d spoken to her on the phone last night and arranged to head round there for a visit so we did. Mum came too and we were there nearly 3 hours, she talked to us about being evacuated in the war which was really interesting and then I showed her some photos of our adventure on my laptop which I’d taken round for that purpose. I was actually a perfectly nice few hours :).

Back home for a very quick snatch of a sandwich and then I left the others and headed back out again to my friend Sarah’s for a couple of hours. She had a lot on her mind about work and family so I mostly listened to her getting a load of stuff off her chest, she even cried at one point. She sent me a text later this evening apologising for monopolising the conversation but actually it was quite nice to be listening rather than talking for a while 🙂 And I had my first mince pie of the season round there too! Arranged an evening drink during Christmas week which hopefully some other friends can come along to for me to catch up with too.

Back at home again I had a bath, followed by the kids, did a couple of loads of washing (oh the dramas associated with laundry in this house!) and helped Ady with dinner – chicken stew with yesterdays leftovers from roast dinner and added vegetables and dumplings, very gorgeous but not my parent’s usual sort of food.

After dinner Ady and I both felt stuffed and sedentry so we went for a walk round the block and called into Sainsburys for some reduced bread rolls for lunch tomorrow. On the way back we also happened upon a hub cap on the side of the road which we brought home and fitted to my wheel which had been missing one since my puncture at the beginning of the year. And it fits 🙂

Theoretically we’ve done some more business plan tonight but actually we were not in the right frame of mind really and decided we need to involve the kids in it a bit more as it’s felt like we have lost them slightly since we’ve been home, so we’re planning to sit with them tomorrow evening and explain what we’ve done so far in the croft application and get some of their input in the business plan. We’ll then put the final touches to it over the weekend and get it printed off and sent by this time next week. We did reply to various emails I’d had kicking about in my inbox about next moves though so felt like we’d done something productive, and we started messing about with photos to create a photo book of our year too.

We have now ticked off most of our to do list for this period – dentists, doctors, opticians, car on the road, willow off the road, house on the market, tenants given notice, croft application all in hand, family and friends all visited or with firm plans made to do so, kids caught up on playing with toys and enjoying space, finances put in order and a sensible interim plan for covering costs until the house is sold. I now feel we can start to concentrate on the important business of Scarlett’s birthday next week, Christmas camp the week after and Christmas the week after that. I’m really looking forward to time with friends, away from this house and no longer ‘on show’ where we can really be ourselves, catch up on chatting and playing and relaxing and properly enjoy some downtime before everything cranks up again after Christmas for the next phase of the adventure.

28 November 2011

Tied to the laptop

Filed under: — Nic @ 1:00 am

I finally went to bed around 4am, read for a while and was probably asleep by 5am. My face is much improved today though and I am hopeful that the 5 day steroid course might just see the Nicface outbreak off. I’m at the GPs in the morning anyway though so will make an appointment for further consultation about next possible moves from here.

Ady went off to the car boot sale first thing this morning to meet his brother, who is a real regular at them and had been persuading Ady there would be loads of farming books. Ady went more to spend some quality time one to one time with Chris with strict instructions from me to return with No Plastic Tat Whatsoever! He did come back with a couple of books each for the kids for Christmas and five or six books about farming, growing and housebuilding all for about a fiver and he’d enjoyed being with Chris for a few hours so all worthwhile, particularly as I slept through him being gone anyway!

I made a loaf of bread ready for lunch and Ady and I got cracking on the croft application. It is tough to strike the right balance between not using it as a job application form and being too self promoting while wanting to come across well. It is also tough to know quite what tone to strike as the crofts on Rum come with a very specific agenda and purpose so we need to ensure we are jumping through those hoops along with the usual crofting requirements. I think we have come across as sensible grown ups with decent career history and plenty of skills, along with just a touch of eco hippy dreamers with a wish to be part of a community and enough mental stability to survive on a remote island and enough mental instability to want to do so in the first place! 😆 We have refered them to our blog at the end of the application which I think is a pretty good reflection of who we are.

This took us most of the morning and afternoon inbetween making lunch and dinner for everyone. Part of the battle included finding a way to edit word documents as I have an expired trial version of word which allows reading but not editing and the MS works word processor that came with my netbook messes up the formatting of word docs. Eventually I downloaded openoffice which seems to have solved all that and I know have the form all completed and ready to print off.

The kids have had a good day, playing, watching a film with my Dad and in the absence of advent calendars (they have a playmobil and a lego one we bought them last year and I was convinced had been packed up and labelled and brought over here ready for this year but must have ended up in our loft at the house as it is not here and I refuse to buy another expensive one each. They can have cardboard ones!) they decided to make one for each other. Davies has made a very fabulous Angry Birds one for Scarlett with a pocket for each day containing pieces to create a picture on the background he has drawn which will make up a scene. All of the pieces are backed with white tack so Tarly can stick them on. It is very cool, if rather un-festive!
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Actually he tells me it is festive as the bird has a santa hat on!

I’ve not yet seen Scarlett’s creation for Davies.

Davies lost a tooth today – the first one either of them has lost this year, we’re a long way from ‘dentally mature’ here (love that phrase read on Ali’s blog!). Mention of the ‘tooth fairy’ was made by both children with an ironic tone and a wink 😉

Mum has been a bit rough and very grumpy today. I do feel sorry for her but she is the worst patient ever and makes it very tough to be kind and caring. Dad has long since given up!

This evening we all watched Countryfile together, which had the kids asking to visit Northern Island ‘next’. I love their enthusiasm for travel and seeing bits of our country. I love even more that the request is for somewhere nice and close to where we plan to be living :). They went to bed and Ady and I made a start on the business plan. Again this is a tough document to put together as it is accepted that crofting does not actually turn a profit or generate a sufficient income usually so the term business plan is not the conventional meaning of something you might use to raise finance or other support, rather a document to demonstrate your understanding of crofting, ability to work the land and appreciation of local community, crofting laws, grants and funding and willingness to work within a set of guidelines specific to the local area. It’s a learning curve and a beneficial exercise if only for aiding to our sense of excitement and convincing us this is what we want to do and consolidating all our skills to help us realise what we will be able to achieve. So mostly positive, if rather hard work.

26 November 2011

Face. Bothered

Filed under: — Nic @ 11:43 pm

Woke up this morning with Nicface 🙁 It’s been brewing for a few days but this was full on face on fire, swollen eyes which carried on getting worse through the morning.

Mum is doing well, she’s been up and about and is not in too much pain, so aside from only eating fairly sloppy food and drinking all her tea through a straw she is doing fine and is on track to have her stitches out on Thursday. This is good as it means we should be fine to go away as planned on Wednesday.

I had a very stressful morning trying to sort out cancellation of the insurance on Willow, still not resolved, suspect that will rumble on – argh why is nothing simple?! I just have the one scary phonecall to make on Monday to the CCCS and also need to get in touch with Jill and firm up Glastonbury plans for after Christmas and I’m done with unpacking this bit of our life out of the box it had been tidied away into. Business plan and croft application still to crack on with but life keeps getting in the way there. I think I need to go and sit somewhere no one can sigh at me or huff about me being on my laptop is the best solution. Our days just keep getting filled up even when we attempt to spend them holed up at my parents – today we did food shopping, making lunch, making dinner, Ady went out with Dad to do something round at Dad’s tenant’s house and the fact Mum and Dad are not really behind us with the whole thing means if they can be ever so slightly obstructive to the process, they probably will! 🙁 Infact I think staying up after everyone else is in bed and sitting in the kitchen knocking up the application then getting Ady to read it the next morning is probably my best bet.

I rang around the out of hours GP and got rung back to go through the whole Nicface story again (four times today!) and got an appointment with the hospital GP for 4pm. By the time Ady and Dad had come home and we’d had lunch it was nearly 3pm so Ady and I headed out. We needed to get petrol, drop off some insurance documents at the office the other side of town and do the food shopping for the next few days. We also called in a charity shop and picked up a book for Davies for Christmas about PotC and a Grand Designs Building Your Dream Home book for 50p which looks like it has loads of helpful advice for finding starting points once we are at that stage of The Next Bit.

The GP at the hospital was lovely, running on time (which was slightly annoying actually, I’d just settled down with a trashy magazine in the waiting area, prepared for a long but peaceful wait!) and gave me steroids (but only 5 days, she said I’d need to go to my GP to get a longer dose if required, as it has been both previous times I suspect it will so with sort that on Monday), stronger antihistimines and some aqueous cream for my face which does seem to be helping with moisturising and improving condition more than anything I’ve used before which tends to just make my skin greasy. Oh it’s all so tiresome 🙁

We left the hospital and went to Sainsburys for prescription collection and food. Back at home Ady cooked lasagne and we all ate together. Davies and Scarlett are in Angry Birds heaven and have been playing that most of the day. I think we need to get out of the house and get some fresh air and exercise!

24 November 2011

We are family

Filed under: — Nic @ 11:23 pm

I had some very random dreams last night, which meant I was slightly disturbed this morning. Dad and I had a conversation about crofts, Scotland and racism, which although mostly good natured and amicable also left me faintly troubled too.

We headed over to Chris and Julie’s, via Lance to collect the Sharan which passed the MOT (Hurrah!). Julie’s mum was there too and I was quite quiet for the first hour or so. I was cold, my mouth was still sore and the atmosphere at my parents had just gotten to me. It’s a really toxic environment with a heavy feeling and constant bad atmosphere there. Ady is in overdrive making everyone drinks and tidying up all the time, the kids swing between on edge picking up everyone else’s vibes and then slightly crazed playing from having so much space and so many toys and I am just exhausted by the underlying stress of it all. I don’t feel like we’ve properly put the WWOOFing part of the year to bed as we’ve not celebrated it and in many ways this still feels like living with a host. I feel pressured by the thought of Christmas with no money and just the general uncertainty of this period of the whole thing. It’s a real limbo time with no firm date or idea about the croft in Rum, or quite what happens next. Whatever the opposite of grounded is, that is how I feel just now.

Fortunately today was spent with the other side of our family – the Goddards. Where the five cousins all played really well together and Davies and Scarlett are now asleep in Maisie’s room all curled up cosily. Where we have talked about our WWOOFing adventures, plans and dreams for Rum, looked at books from Chris and Julie’s shelves, shared ideas and just had the sort of homecomming I was expecting. A friend, Elaine, who lives across the road saw Willow and my car outside so called round to say Hello and catch up quickly with us which was lovely too.

We had a walk along to Julie’s allotment and then all helped make dinner – veggie stew and bread rolls followed by honey cake and home made ice cream, all delicious. I’ve never had home made ice cream before and it was so easy and so gorgeous, definitely want to have a play with making some of that again.

This evening the kids went off to bed and the four adults sat and chatted and it’s been lovely. Normal chatter with no agenda, no mood swings and no one trying to score points off each other. Ady and I have talked at length about my parents and I think we now have enough planned strategies to get through the next five nights before going away for another couple of nights next week. Plus we’ve had enough positive chats about the move to Rum this week with various people to give us all the enthusiam and excitement we need to get the application and business plan sorted.

So Ady and I are in Willow for the last time before she goes into storage tomorrow. It feels strange, quite sad in some ways, but good to know it’s far from over yet.

23 November 2011

Just for Joyce ;)

Filed under: — Nic @ 10:55 pm

Nice to wake up in Willow this morning, despite not nearly enough sleep. Ady and I were disturbed (I will not detail what we were disturbed from) by Scarlett sleep talking, well sleep shouting, something about castles which had us in hysterics at about 2am. Very funny.

Up, dressed and breakfasted we walked across to where Caz and Bid were loading up their van for a days selling for emotional goodbyes and cuddles. We do love them 🙂

We waved them off and had a cup of tea, almost for old times sake. We’re going to miss Willow. Then we came back to Mum & Dad’s. I had a quick bath and Dad ran me along to the dentist. I had an hours appointment and it’s the most dentistry I’ve had done in years. I need a crown on a tooth which has been dodgey for some time (a piece of it fell out a few years ago and it was filled but has never been quite right). I had an xray, an injection (she said she was impressed as I didn’t even flinch), a removal of filling, impressions done before and after filling removed, a temporary filling created and installed. The gum bled quite a lot and I had impression rubber all over my chin and cleavage so I was not a pretty sight when she’d finished. She did warn it would be sore when it came round and indeed it is, not agony and a couple of painkillers have taken the edge off it but as I rarely take painkillers that was enough to have everyone tip toeing around me knowing it must be quite hurty.

Ady and the kids picked me up and we drove down to Brooklands to meet up with Tasha, Toby and Vinnie for a few hours. Tasha had brought some home made cheese straws which were delicious and much more suitable than the french bread we’d brought along for me to manage so I didn’t starve. Fab to catch up with them and exchange news / share our plans. The kids got on well and Davies, Scarlett and Toby went wandering off for quite a while leaving us in the playpark with Vinnie, who entertained Ady by telling him all about Spiderman while Tash and I mostly swore and gossiped about local people we know!

We all started to get numb of toes and it got dark so we said our goodbyes for now and went our seperate ways. I’d been planning to meet a work mate for a drink but was quite relieved when she sent me a text to cancel. We came home and I retired to the bedroom with my book while Ady cooked dinner for everyone. We watched Frozen Planet and everyone is now in bed.

There, will that do Joyce? 😉

22 November 2011

Back in the van

Filed under: — Nic @ 11:38 pm

A fairly relaxing morning for me – bath which the kids got into after me, then some breakfast and then a bit of online stuff. I did the SORN for Willow, went through a pile of paperwork and dealt with a couple of things that needed doing. I have a phonecall to the CCCS still on my ‘job list’ which I am putting off but will make, probably next week now. Along with cancelling the insurance for Willow, thinking about Christmas and Scarlett’s birthday, sorting out my Secret Santa present. Oh and the application for the croft!

Ady did some hedge cutting with my Dad, who seems fairly hell bent on keeping him working at least twice a week. He’s going to help with some painting somewhere at the weekend. I can’t complain when we’re there rent free but it does feel rather like our feet have not touched the ground yet since we arrived.

We all had lunch and then we packed up enough stuff for one night (which as all campers know seems to be not much less than for a week) and headed over to the campsite where Caz and Bid are living at the moment, via Lance to drop the Sharan off for an MOT tomorrow and Sainsburys for food supplies for the evening.

Caz and Bid are currently living between a 1968 Bedford truck converted into campervan with woodburner and cooker, and a little two berth caravan with awning parked up on a little campsite. They also have a van and a car and are selling at various markets and other outlets locally, seasonal and local food from a stall. They are doing well, despite the obvious challenges of living that lifestyle. It’s been a fantastic evening, the kids had a ball together and the four of us sat first in their van and then in ours, ate and drank and just laughed together, swapping stories and dreams and plans. It’s so interesting telling different sets of friends about our ideas for Rum and the croft, what their reactions are and what they percieve to be the bits we’d struggle with or be just fine about. You can’t help reacting to people’s choices in relation to yourself so for someone living in a very conventional way something like the croft on Rum seems mental whereas for another family living in a truck, in tune with land and produce and with few material possessions or ties to the conventional world it all seems exciting and full of opportunity. Which is not to say I don’t value the questions and challenges and ideas and opinions of everyone else because I do but it’s pretty refreshing to have someone’s only reaction being enthusiasm, excitement and many positive vibes to match our own. Hanging out with fellow dreamers is awfully good for one’s own dreams 🙂 I spent many an hour, drunk, the wrong side of midnight in my teens, with fellow passionate teens working out how I was going to help change the world. This year I’ve had those same sorts of converations with people again, often sober and over a cup of tea resting on a fork in a field with muddy boots but with the same flavour of excitement and possibility. Maybe it’s just as misguided and idealistic and pie in the sky now as it was 20 years ago but it sure feels possible and exciting and worth doing :).

After dinner (sausages) we all had pudding – Bid had bought two fancy desserts from Sainsburys so we send half of each over to the kids who were hanging out in their van and we dug into the other two halves with a spoon each before we collected Davies and Scarlett and Caz and Bid went to bed. It was a fantastically clear starry night so the four of us (Goddards) stood star gazing for a while before coming in to marvel at how spacious the van feels without all our stuff in it. This is Davies and Scarlett’s last night in Willow, we’re at Chris and Julie’s on Thursday with it before we put her into storage but the kids are invited to sleep in the house with Jack and Maisie so it will just be Ady and I in the van.

Exemption certificate bashing

Filed under: — Nic @ 12:14 am

I had an email this morning to say the agents have served notice on our tenants. They will be leaving on 31st January. Next move is to engage an estate agent although I am anticipating that not being straightforward and a period of empty house happening before we actually sell.

First thing this morning was the dentist. It was nice to sit in the waiting room while the excited receptionist fired questions at us about our year – she was so enthusiastic this time last year when we told them abour plans and got permission to have a years break inbetween appointments rather than six months. A new dentist has taken over and she was lovely, really good at explaining everything and very happy to answer all the kids questions (although she struggled with Scarlett’s about ‘what is a sweet tooth?’ particularly when Scarlett went on to inform her that pine martens have a particularly sweet tooth :lol:) and show them x rays, inside each others mouths, talk through all the diffferent equipment used and explain about sterilising stuff. The nurse was also lovely and when the kids asked why they didn’t need to sign any forms she said that actually they did and quickly filled in a blank one and got them both to sign it :). Such small things, way better than the stickers usually given out but really engaged and interested the kids which means they’re far less likely to be scared of dentists and may even become interested in what goes on there as a career. I know my hygenist from years ago got into the job because she’d had some major dental work done as a kid and became fascinated by dental work to the point of wanting a career based on it.

Davies’ teeth are all fine, coming through nicely and whilst slightly overcrowded no cause for concern. Ady’s were all fine too, which was excellent news as last year they were considering removing one or even two back teeth as he was grinding them seriously. They did say it was probably stress related but expensive dental work looked on the cards. This year all has improved and no work at all is needed – a clear indicator of the stress free lifestyle he now leads. I was looking at him just the other day thinking how much fitter, healthier and happier he looks :).

Scarlett’s teeth are very overcrowded with barely any room for adult teeth (which always look HUGE in the mouth of an 8 year old anyway) to come through. She will almost certainly need a brace or other corrective work at some future point, but they are all clean and healthy and aside from another layer of sealant on a back tooth as a precautionary measure (her back teeth are very weak apparently) she was all fine too.

I however need some work, either a removal and re-doing of an old filling, or more likely a crown. After much discussion and advice from the dentist I’ve decided to have the crown, not least (I have to admit) because currently it will be free as we have exemption certificates for dental work, prescriptions and opticians stuff. The first part is booked in for Wednesday with the follow up just before Christmas. Other than that all is fine for me too. She advised an electric toothbrush for all, so after some research back at home we bought one this afternoon from Argos where they had a 60% off offer, along with a head for each of us. It has a timer on it for 2 minutes which will help everyone remember just how long they should be cleaning their teeth for too.

Back at home Dad was home. We all had lunch together, I hung out some washing I’d (covertly – sshhh!) done and then Dad went off to do some more work and we headed down to the town to collect my new glasses. I really only have them for emergencies like an eye infection or having to evacuate the house in the middle of the night, so clearly I have never actually used any previous pairs of glasses, but they are quite nice and I’m in bed wearing them now just to test they are okay.

Then to the doctors for me. One to take Jan’s advice, very belatedly but at the first real opportunity, to get some cream for the psoriasis on my knees and also to follow up the advice of the doctor I saw in Glastonbury who advised me to go on daily antihistimine tablets for my Nic face outbreaks but to get allergy tested once I was settled living somewhere again. The doctor was not keen on allergy testing and advised to continue on the daily AHs throughout the year as the allergy is clearly not seasonal and my face continues flaring up when I try and stop (as it has at the moment, not to the degree it did the first and second times and my eyes are not itchy or puffy, but my jawline is really itchy and my whole face has dry puffy skin).

Home via Sainsburys for food, Boots for prescription and Argos for the toothbrush. Ady and I cooked dinner and then as my parents are in the midst of a row Ady headed off to bed fairly early and I sat with the kids til Scarlett was asleep.

Tomorrow night we’re away and again on Thursday, next week we have a couple of nights away and the following week we’re off to camp so we have enough time away to ensure we don’t get too caught up in the crazy world my parents live in!

20 November 2011

Weekend

Filed under: — Nic @ 11:30 pm

Saturday morning we had arranged to visit our friend Bruce. He has a huge farm over in Chichester which was a dairy farm for many years (as in his grandfather, father and him for years) milking several hundred cattle. Within the last 10 years or so they have ceased to have any cattle at all and the land is now used for horses mostly and Bruce earns his money from contract work on surrounding farm land. Aside from wanting to see him as it’s been far too long we also wanted to pick his brains about our future plans and ask if he could find a spot for Willow while she is SORN. The tax runs out at the end of this month and we’ll not sell her as we may well still live in her at some point (plus we’re emotionally attached to her now anyway so if we don’t need to sell her we won’t) but can’t afford to have her taxed and insured aswell as my car.

Bruce’s labrador had 10 puppies 5 weeks ago and very tragically died shortly afterwards so there are 10 gorgeous pups there which meant we didn’t see Davies and Scarlett really. When I finally went to extract Scarlett to leave she was underneath all ten of them with such a look of delight on her face – Tarly-heaven 🙂

Davies got to drive a tractor sat on Bruce’s lap – Bruce proclaimed him ‘a natural’ and I have to admit it felt good to be back on some land with space. I realise every so often just how much we have learnt this year when not only can I follow a conversation about farming I can actually contribute to it aswell. It’s funny to watch programmes like Countryfile now and feel they are being dumbed down for an uneducated audience. Clearly there is still so much to learn and we have really just scratched the surface but all four of us agree we are in the right place when at an environment like Bruce’s farm.

We stayed there longer than planned, which seems to be a bit of a habit of ours everywhere really and one day I will factor in that to our timekeeping arrangements but for now we just run late ;). It’s lovely to have so many people keen to see us and offering hospitality here, there and everywhere but it does make for a rather frantic and rushed feeling to every day, all with the spectre of the business plan to do looming large in the background. Oh and my Mum hassling me to go and visit my Granny!

We left Bruce and drove along to Broadwater where we’d arranged to meet Caz and boys. We parked up and nipped into the CoOp for food supplies which we took with us and met them in the graveyard behind the large church there. It’s a lovely little green space sort of secreted away which Caz’s Dad has been in charge of looking after for about 20 years so she knows well. It is not longer an active graveyard (sure that’s the wrong word but I know what I mean!) and although there are still headstones they are so old there is no tended graves anymore. The kids went off to play while we talked at each other rapidly to try and catch up on 10 months worth of news in two families where life is ever changing even more than in most lives.

Another friend, Debs, came along for a quick hello before heading off to the parish hall across the road where Caz’ brother was doing a talk and slide show of his adventure cycling from the UK to China last year. Initially we’d all planned to go too but decided the kids were too excited with seeing each other to ask them to sit still and listen and we all had too much to tell each other to sit still and listen so we’d be better off in the churchyard.

Eventually we all got cold and thirsty so we sneaked in to the hall and sat downstairs. Caz’ Dad brought us down some tea and very fancy cupcakes and the kids all played with the toddler toys there for church playgroups. Very funny to see the 9 and 11 year olds with chunky traintracks and play food using them to work in their rather more advanced play.

The talk ended and Debs came back down to join us, then her husband Jez and son Alex also arrived so the kids extended their game to include Alex and we caught up with Debs and Jez. We finally all parted company at about 630pm when we got kicked out of the parish hall, a bit like one of our parties!

We came home and arrived just before Mum, then Dad and I walked up the road to the fish and chip shop for dinner which was nice but overpackaged and very expensive.

I did some reading online and in a book about goats we’ve borrowed from the library and made notes to talk about with Ady.

Sunday We’d arranged to see Mike and Rose – our not swinger friends. We went over for a pre-lunch walk with the dogs across the downs for just over an hour and then went back for a cup of tea. Mike was at home preparing lunch – soup and bread and pineapple upside down pudding, while also cooking their Christmas pudding.

Much catching up and answering their questions over lunch and then coffee. We arranged another couple of getting togethers with them closer to Christmas (which I’ve finally concluded is happening regardless of whether I acknowledge it or not!) and left there around 5pm.

Back at home Ady and I did loads of talking through business plan stuff and then downloaded loads of pdfs about crofting, grants and payments, conservation and the recent history of Rum. Interesting reading but all very hard to process at once. Ady fed the kids and they went to bed and then we had a later snack for dinner although we didn’t manage to eat together as Scarlett was up and down wanting me to sit with her while she fell asleep.

19 November 2011

Oh yeah, blogging

Filed under: — Nic @ 2:12 am

Yesterday morning Ady went off with Dad to finish the job they’d been doing and collect my car. I had a lovely long bath and then did various online stuff.

The car needed jump starting and some of the dashboard lights were on for a while but after being trickle charged up overnight the battery is fine and it’s running well. It’s booked in for an MOT next week after which we’ll retire Willow for a while although we have a last night sleeping in her arranged next Thursday on Chris and Julie’s drive which seems very appropriate as that is where we had our very first night sleeping in her at the beginning of this adventure.

Ady and Dad got home and we packed some stuff for lunch and headed over to Julie’s. The kids played in the garden and in the house while we chatted and caught up on each others news and then we walked along to their allotment, which is about a mile away. The four older kids were off playing in the fields while we dug out some weeds and planted some comfrey along a border that Julie had dug up from their garden at home. Really lovely to spend time together, I have missed Julie lots this year. It’s so lovely to have a friend who I am connected to as family aswell and I love that our children are so close and related :). She was totally supportive of the whole croft idea, very excited about it and insistant that they will come and visit at least twice every year! As she pointed out the rest of her family live in Berlin and she gets there at least once a year so 600 miles driving and a short ferry will be nothing in comparison! 🙂

We got back to the house and stayed long enough to see Chris briefly when he got home from work and arrange to go over again next Thursday and stay the night (kids in the house, us in the van on the driveway). We had intended to leave before the traffic and the dark set in but managed neither and so sat in nose to tail traffic for the last five miles which was very tedious. The traffic is shockingly bad here anyway but is definitely reminding us why we are right to be planning to move away again.

Back at home I fell out with my Mum – one of those petty arguments that begin over almost nothing but quickly escalate. I had flared up though and we are living in her house so in the interests of harmony throughout I went and found her to patch it up which we did. She brings out the absolute worst in me and I can feel myself behaving badly but it did at least clear the air and things have been better since. Long term we simply couldn’t live here though and it does make me feel a bit glad we never did end up planning to do something joint with them as I think it would have ended badly or simply meant I was living in a stressed out fashion. I am certainly not tolerant or patient but I don’t generally let things get to me so I don’t like the side of me she brings out.

All was made up and we left Ady and Dad here with the kids to go to the candle party, at the house of a couple who Mum & Dad have known for years but bridge the generation gap between my parents and me. Infact Gary and Mandy are Ady’s age but settled down and married really young and are now grandparents. My parents have known them since Frazer and I were Davies and Scarlett’s age and infact Gary and Mandy babysat us a few times when we were kids but as I got older and then met Ady we had a few nights out with them so they are sort of family friends generally now. It was really nice to see them and catch up with them even if the candle party side of it was a bit wanky. I simply can’t get excited about them and ended up sat on the floor chatting to two kids who were there and very bored (aged 5 and 7) about what the colours of the candles reminded us of (snot mostly!) and looking at Where’s Wally books. Turns out I can be pretty good with kids – who knew?!

This morning Ady and I both had baths (much easier when Mum’s out at work) and then I made bread while Ady emptied the last of everything out of Willow and I tried to fit it into the room we’re in which is closing in on the bed. We really need to get some proper packing boxes that can be closed, sealed, labelled and stacked ready for our eventual move and will be less imposing. I’ve looked online though and they are really expensive.

We had lunch and then cleared out my car which we had stored all our camping stuff in – chairs, tent, awning, camp kitchen, table, camping pans etc. I spent a frustrating half an hour trying to take the backs off the kids car seats to make them booster seats before realising they are not models that convert and are full chairs to take them right through to not needing car seats anymore. That is going to hit hard after not even wearing seatbelts in Willow all year.

Then I headed off to the library. I had about 8 books to collect (some novels, some to help with our business plan) and about 50 sheets to print off for the application pack. Very kindly I got charged for none of it so that saved over a tenner in reservation charges and printing :). I was very warmly welcomed and they made me a cup of tea so I stayed chatting for ages. I nipped along to the charity shop in town and picked up a pair of jeans as I am down to just 2 pairs that fit and both of them are baggy.

Back home (more traffic!) I finished off making pizzas for dinner and then Ady and Dad went out for the evening. Mum and I drank wine and chatted and the kids watched films upstairs – they found the Back to the Future videos so have been indulging into those. Davies says they help him get to sleep because the wear out his mind trying to get his head around the whole time travel changing the future by changing the past type stuff. It’s not more challenging education the boy needs – it’s 80s film plots and Michael J Fox. Must find him Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure, I reckon he’d love it 🙂

I’ve had an email from Sue on Eigg tonight saying there is a croft available on Eigg if we are interested which has rather put us in turmoil. Ady and the kids prefer the idea of Eigg whereas I am still rather sold on Rum. I also like the idea of a bareland croft and self build whereas this would be an existing croft and house. I suspect the price may preclude it anyway as we’d need to buy out the current tenant but I have asked Sue to let us know more details so things may change again. We’d still need a business plan and application regardless so will carry on as planned and probably still submit the application for Rum anyway just to see what happens. I’ve also had a reply from Mike the letting agent regarding our house and so we’ll be giving the tenants notice in the next week and getting that on the market.

17 November 2011

Paperwork in a paperless world

Filed under: — Nic @ 12:09 am

Scarlett woke up about 530am and came into our room half crying. She wasn’t really awake properly and snuggled down into our bed and promptly fell back to sleep again. I didn’t. After getting up to the loo and then lying there for about half an hour with my mind racing I gave in and got up. I sat in the kitchen with a cup of tea and a notepad and pen and my laptop trying to make some sense of a business plan and listened to the rest of the house wake up.

Finally by 830am Frazer and Cat had left, Dad and Ady had headed off and then Mum went off to work. I woke Davies and Scarlett and we all had breakfast and I made a loaf of bread for lunch. Scarlett and I watched some Attenborough documentaries and Davies did some animation station stuff including an excellent plasticine film. I spent ages wrangling with the car tax website before giving in and phoning and finding out the insurance I sorted out online and paid for on Monday night still wasn’t showing up on the database. So I rang the insurance company and they suggested I call in and collect the certificate in person and tax the car at the post office next door to them. This seemed reasonable but then I couldn’t find the MOT certificate. Finally (thanks Anni!) I rang the garage and they offered to print me off a duplicate.

I spent ages researching dairy goats and learnt lots about that before making lunch for the kids and I. We’d planned to walk into town as we all had eye tests this afternoon but Ady and Dad were not back in time so I decided driving Willow would be better and then we could swing by the garage and the insurance office to get all the paperwork. We stopped at the garage first, which involved driving past our house. When we used to visit Sussex from Manchester it always felt like someone was living in *my* house if we drove past. Today it just felt like the house I used to live in, the same as driving past our old house in Manchester felt last week. That is good as it makes me feel we are ready to leave there, I do have lots of emotional ties to that house but it’s not my home any more. We did spot at least three chickens though which is good as my Mum had been convinced there were none left there which I was expecting to deal with fall out from the kids over.

Next to town where we parked up and went to the optician. We all had eye tests and I had contact lens check too. Ady is fine, Scarlett is amazingly fine, the optician said her eyes are so good she doesn’t need to come back for 2 years. I have a slight improvement in my eyes so need to change my lens prescription to a lesser one and I needed new glasses which are free as we’re on tax credits. I’m sure the woman thought I was very strange when I just grabbed the first pair of cheap frames and said they’d do. I’ll only ever wear them last thing at night if I’ve taken my lenses out for some reason so what they look like is irrelevant. Davies however had a scar on his retina which the optician has given us a letter for our GP about so he can go to hospital to have it looked at or something. Ady had gone in with Davies and of course not asked the questions I would have done so I’ve googled a bit but it appears nothing to worry about at the moment. His vision was fine though.

We had a bit of a wander around town and then back to Willow and home via the insurance office and post office so my car is now taxed. Ady and Dad are going over to where it’s garaged tomorrow morning so fingers crossed they can get it started and we can use it again and retire Willow. Our friend Bruce, who has a large farm is happy to put her in a barn for us for a few months so that’s her over winter accommodation sorted 🙂

Back at home Ady and I nipped to Sainsburys for dinner ingredients and then I cooked. I updated Mum on all our social arrangements – can never work out if she is happy or sad when we are not going to be around. Ah well. I upset her by telling her off for picking about with her dinner, the sort of behaviour she would certainly have told one of the kids (well Scarlett, she *never* tells Davies off) for.

After dinner Ady and I did a bit of work on the business plan and then watched Frozen Planet. I sat with the kids for half an hour while they fell asleep and am hoping for a better nights sleep all round tonight.

16 November 2011

So, the croft then

Filed under: — Nic @ 11:51 pm

I know it looked rather as though we were leaping from one everything our heart desired idea to the next for a while back there and in some ways we were. We started this year not really sure where we’d end up but hopeful that the answer to that would somehow come to us as we went along. We assumed we’d end up in Wales, probably buying land, most likely woodland and try and get something land based off the ground, potentially doing some sort of self grid, likely without planning and certainly off grid. We stayed in three projects along those lines and got our heads around the pros and cons. The only real benefit to that lifestyle was cost really – we could afford a fair few acres of land, with water supply, hidden from prying eyes to put a dwelling up of our own design. The downsides were legion – not least the living in fear of being discovered, the lack of home comforts from lack of a home and so on.

When we arrived in Scotland, Wales was quickly forgotten. If we thought Wales had gorgeous rugged coastlines, stunning skies and lovely landscapes it has nothing on Scotland. We began our year with a list of things we thought we wanted. As the year went on we kept adding new things to the bottom of the list and scribbling out some of the earlier things which we decided along the way were not important after all.

I began with radical ideas about water and energy – here on the south coast where there are annual hose pipe bans water is a precious, limited resource. I have come to realise during our travels that it is not actually water which is in short supply – it is treated, drinking quality water. So why on earth are we still flushing our toilets with it? Running our washing machines with it? Using it to bath and shower with? We’ve lived in places where water is brought in daily for drinking and rainwater is harvested for all other purposes and in other places where it is so abundant all the energy needs are met by harnessing water power and flooding is an issue. We have lived ‘off grid’ for over half this year, relying on solar, wind, water and battery power for light, heat, appliance use and charging and while I am now utterly convinced that there are so many better ways of using power than being plugged into expensive power companies I have made my peace with the fact we will want to use a washing machine, charge up our phones and laptops and DSs. We know we can use less, certainly but we also know we want to use some.

So we’re left with a short list of wants:

A view – and I know you’re laughing at me for this but it means a huge amount to us. We have seen such beautiful places this year and stayed with people who live in gorgeous places. I don’t want to look out of my windows and see traffic, other people’s houses. We want to be somewhere that is lovely.

Water we want to be near a river, a lake, a loch or the sea. Near as in can see it from our land and walk to it quickly.

Land we want land. Land to be as self sufficient as possible in fruit, veg and livestock. To have space for camping, for the kids to explore, to have woodland, to have space.

Community we want to be somewhere there is a true sense of community. Having stayed in several different examples of types of community this year our most favoured is our own property / front door with autonomy on our choices and finances and family but close links with others. We have seen some amazing examples of community spirit and co operation this year and would love our home to be somewhere we feel part of a wider group.

Green Stuff
– All the eco type stuff we have learnt and seen this year strengthens our committment to live as low impact a lifestyle as possible. We want to be able to use alternative energies, sustainable building materials, efficient methods of growing and rearing livestock. We want to adopt permaculture principles, live close to organic guidelines and tread as lightly as we can.

Our searching led us to conclude in order to afford any land at all we’d need to restore something derelict or self build. In order to live somewhere beautiful the highlands were top choice. Our time on the islands showed us community was within our reach in the more remote areas where everyone shares common aims and life is simpler, with an emphasis on pulling together and creating something good for everyone. On Skye we found properties within our budget but with limited land which had us re-evaluating our wishlist and deciding we could compromise on that and go for smaller scale self sufficiency and part time work in order to have the beautiful location and views and the belonging to a community.

Then we went to Eigg. From the outset we were all really taken with the feeling of belonging, of being an extended family (albeit one with naughty little sisters, annoying big brothers and drunken uncles at times!), the scenery was gorgeous and suddenly with learning about crofting a decent sized chunk of land all became without our reach again.

We left this year hoping that if we kept our eyes open opportunities would show themselves to us. We had a policy of saying yes to anything and everything and seeing where that took us. Our plans were fluid and the only conditions were that all four of us had to be happy with the direction we were heading in, even if that deviated wildly from where we had planned to be. That attitude has taken us off course several times and yet it is those last minute ‘what the heck’ decisions we made that have given us our most memorable times this year. A chance meeting with Jill in Glastonbury, a fluke encounter with a folk singer who also happened to be one of my favourite authors leading to a tour of his home, an email to our hosts on Eigg who happened to be on a contacts list about some crofts in Rum leading to an early departure to go and see the place.

This opportunity on Rum ticks all of our boxes. We get land – cheap, cheap land at just £100 rent a year, secure land that is ours for as long as we work it and can be passed down to our children with the right to buy in 20 years time (for just 15 x the annual rent), plenty enough land for all our plans. We get a living off it too – subsidy cheques and grants and funding for ‘improvements’ meaning help with access roads and fencing, assistance with building a home, regular money paid for keeping livestock, grazing the land, pay outs for areas left as homes for wildlife and protected species habitat meaning we don’t have to make every inch of land pay for itself. If the bottom corner of the croft is a bog then it can be left a bog and we’ll get money each year for leaving it as a bog. There are grants for planting woodland, for providing education and much more.

We get to build our own home. We get to design a house, perfectly created to our specific needs and wants, to include all the green eco features we want. The island is already powered by renewable hydro power and is totally self sufficient from the mainland in energy. Water will be sourced from the river so we won’t be flushing our toilet with drinking water. We won’t have inefficient corners of a house we don’t use or space that is dead and wasted, we won’t be heating or lighting or paying for things we don’t need.

We get to live somewhere beautiful. Not just beautiful, amazingly beautiful. Somewhere you can see the northern lights, the place that sea eagles were reintroduced to the UK, somewhere that whales and dolphins and sharks are regularly spotted bobbing about off shore, where otters play on the beach, where there are no foxes to eat our chickens. We get to live on a nature reserve where Autumnwatch and Countryfile come and film deer. And there is pretty much nowhere on the island you can’t see the sea!

We’ll be part of a community. And not just having to slot into a ready made community where we’ll be the Newbies, the incommers. This is a community in it’s infancy, crying out for people to come and join them. We’ll be pioneers, adventurers, in at the beginning helping to shape the future for generations to come.

And the downsides? First of all I remind you of what we have already done this year. We’ve lived in a very old, very small campervan, staying with people, some of whom were nutters, eating food we didn’t always like or enjoy, doing jobs that were often tedious, boring, hard, sometimes dangerous and regularly pointless. We have spent loads of time without washing machines, showers, toilets, running water, meat, alcohol. We were stranded on a Welsh mountainside with a broken van and a load of feral scary kids, we had a mouse in the van with us, we spend weeks surviving on packet mash potatoes and cheap tinned tuna and through it all we found the joy, we saw the bright side, we laughed and enjoyed the ride. I think when downsides come along we are pretty darn good at scaring them off again anyway.

But I don’t want to lead us into this blindly. And I am aware it is me doing the leading. Realistically whatever direction our lives take it is generally me pushing us there. I like to think I steer us in the direction that favours us all and that it is in making my family happy that I am happy but I have to concede there is a healthy dose of my own hopes and dreams pushing us forward toward some of these adventures. So we need to explore the potential pitfalls, the bits that could go wrong, the things we might find hard or ultimately regret.

It’s remote. Clearly, it’s an island in the Inner Hebrides. In the winter the ferry only comes four times a week and that gets called off when the weather is bad. Getting supplies of food, drink and other essentials will sometimes be a challenge. We will need to be organised, to forward plan and to store and stash and stockpile.

Lack of people. While the long term plan for the island is to repopulate it quite widely this may take time or not even happen at all. We are sociable people who will need the company of others outside the four of us. We will want friends, people to hang out with and get to know, to socialise with. I think that the fact we have coordinated our social life from the south coast up for the last 5 or so years means we are capable of reaching out when necessary and putting in extra effort required to find the friends we need. I hope our wide circle of family and friends will all be regular visitors to us and continue to extend their hospitality to us too. We will aim to be WWOOF hosts long term so we have a regular stream of new and interesting people coming to spend time with us and we would be active in the community to make things happen like social gatherings, reading groups, film clubs, heck, we might even take up playing board games and invite other islanders over to participate! 😉

Limited Opportunities for Davies and Scarlett. This is the biggest one really. Everything else I think is ‘suck it and see’ really but there is no question that the island is not currently set up for kids. There is a primary school but it currently has just 2 pupils, any older kids go to the mainland for schooling and board there two weeks at a time. This means there are very limited social opportunities, activities for children and chances to meet friends. I have spent a lot of time agonising over this, talking it over with Davies and Scarlett and Ady and thinking it through. I have concluded for now that this is not a terribly different situation from the one they have always been in. Whilst we do have local friends in Sussex we have never had other children over unaccompanied by parents really, equally the kids have never really been anywhere without me. They have never had mates they just hang out with at the park or at their house or that come to call for them. Despite years at Rainbows, Badgers, Beavers and the like neither of the kids have ever made a friend they have seen outside of the weekly meetings, we’ve never had friends close enough to walk to. If I’m honest neither did I as a kid really. My brother did but my friendships were all exclusive to school hours really. I guess where I’m going with this is that up to this point the kids have not had what they can’t have on Rum. And this is only if the population remains static there which the long term aim for the trust is that it won’t anyway. They are looking to attract families so it may change. If it doesn’t then the kids will remain with primarily each other for company, which to this point has been their first choice anyway and seems to have served them well so far. Their best friends now are all people who I would happily have to stay for a week or so and happily send them off to stay with the families of in return so as they get older and crave more social time with people this could be arranged. It will mean we have to put more effort in and work harder to ensure it happens but as Home Educators that has always been a characteristic of our lifestyle to date anyway.

Education Up to now I have always been content with our approach of benign educational neglect on the basis that the kids live in a rich environment with plenty of external stimulus, opportunities and different places to visit and experience things. We’ve chucked in the odd visit to the theatre or cinema, to museums or lectures, to educational events and workshops, to courses or sessions as and when the mood has taken us. If we live on a mostly uninhabited island with limited people and no musuems or art galleries or theatres this becomes more challenging. However the mainland is just a boat trip away and there is an active Home Ed circle in the highlands which we could travel to monthly or every two months, participating in events and arranging visits to places of interest. We’ll do more travelling but once again, as HEors we always have anyway, this will just be a bit more travelling than before. As they get older I anticipate their learning becoming ever more self directed so access to internet, TV, books and a community, no matter how small should suffice, with top ups from external sources when necessary. At the moment their interests remain things very much catered for on the island anyway and the lifestyle will be pretty close to what they tell us is their perfect dream existance.

In many ways I view this potential move as very similar to Home Ed. When we first made the choice it was against what pretty much everyone advised. We were met with horror, raised eyebrows, gentle concern and all out hostility from some quarters. People asked how they would learn anything, would socialise, would be normal. It was a leap of faith, a buck of the trend and a break from the norm. It challenged people and made them fear for our sanity. It turned out to be totally the right decision – for us. Not for everyone granted, but right for us. It’s always up for debate, for re-evaluating and for tweaking when it doesn’t quite fit right anymore. This would be the same I think, not necessarily a forever decision, something we could amend if needed, take a break from or reverse if it stops working.

So, we’re working on the business plan. We’ll submit that and keep fingers crossed for an interview. If that goes well we get offered a croft. Then we need to sell our house and work out where to live while we build a new one. At best we probably still wouldn’t be on our croft by this time next year. Then it needs turning from a bare piece of land to an actual croft. So many variables and things that could prevent it from happening anyway. If we’ve learnt anything this year it is that if it’s all meant to be it will fall in to place, if it is not then it won’t. So I’ll trust the process, keep talking to the others and keep our fingers crossed that what we think is the right path is infact the one we’ll be heading down next.

So… questions?

Resource dump

Filed under: — Nic @ 9:35 am

just some links to have all in one place

Rum – island website

SCF – Scottish Crofting Federation

Article on Crofting

Article about Rum written by member of the Task Force ( starts on page 14)

GOATS
Article on dairy goats

Cows vs goats milk comparison article

Interesting blog post on goats vs cows

St Helen’s Farm – goat dairy in UK

The competition! Dairy goat croft on Skye

British Goat Society website

RUM STUFF

Crofting Counties grants etc.

Crofters Commission

15 November 2011

Setting it back up again

Filed under: — Nic @ 11:32 pm

Seems it’s a lot more tedious to unpack life back out of boxes again than it was tidying them away in the first place.

Ady went off with Dad this morning, theoretically for an hour or so but actually for more like 6 hours. That was fine as I had plenty to be getting on with from my rather long job list. This included such delights as booking eye tests, smear tests, blood donor appointments, trying to tax my car (insurance still not appeared as active on the direct.gov site despite paying for it online last night) and reading up about landlord and tenants rights in law. I sent a round of texts and emails to let various people know we are back and arrange to get together – am doing this in staggered waves to ensure no double booking with people on our Priority Visiting list with people lower down 😆 Got a very good response to that and have been invited for lunch tomorrow (said no), dinner and sleepover on Sunday, Reading Group Christmas meeting, picnic in the park, moonlit chip supper on the beach, van space on drive for a few nights and various others. Diary is filling up nice and quickly :). I rang an estate agent and emailed the letting agent and spent ages working out our remaining debts and going through various communications from creditors while we’ve been away.

Our plan is to make offers of around 50% to creditors (have asked CCCS who manage our debt on correct protocol for making offers), rising to 70% which seems to be the normal accepted final settlement type figures. Dad is prepared to short term loan us the money to clear them, to be repaid when we sell the house. This means we are instantly £300 a month better off and gives us some breathing space once the tenants have moved out if the house does not sell straight away.

We’ve decided to give the tenants notice at the end of this month, they get 2 months so will be leaving at the end of January. We can then clear the loft and the garage and any remaining chickens (no idea how many are left there, fully expecting this to be a source of trauma for the kids at some point soon), tidy up the garden, give the house a good clean and a lick of paint (hopefully mostly covered by their deposit if they leave it needing lots of attention) and then be selling an empty and clean house leaving keys with the agent for maximum ease of appointments. The agent I spoke to today knew our road and said the market is pretty good down here with an average of one house sale per day at the moment so that is reassuring that it won’t be months and months before it sells. So, an uncertain future but at least one with a plan for all our variables.

I also sneakily put a wash on 🙂 Mwah ha ha!

Meanwhile Davies and Scarlett were lost in the land of rediscovered toys, blissfully unaware that they were once more orphans to the internet! When I realised it was nearly 2pm we made lunch and Dad and Ady arrived home just as the kettle boiled so they joined us. I brought them up to date on all my mornings work and then Ady and I walked up to Sainsburys for dinner stuff and the kids came with us. Davies is much better today but they are both strugging to adjust to not having Ady and I around all the time. This is the second night I’ve sat with them at bedtime. I know they will get used to not all sleeping in the same space (and infact they are still sharing a room) but I guess it will take some time. Honestly, you’d think they’d be desperate for their own space!

Back at home I had a bath and then spent far too much time messing about with photos. I had this idea it would be nice to somehow hook the laptop up to my parents huge big screen TV so we could show them all our photos from this year. I think it would be great for us four to see them all in one go too, so we’ve been looking at cables but they seem to cost about £20 which is more than I wanted to spend on something we’ll probably only use once. I then thought I could put all the photos onto a camera card as we do have a lead that connects the camera to the TV. After a couple of hours selecting photos and moving them about though we realised the camera only plays back images taken by it, not jpeg files off a card in it. So that didn’t work. Grr. We did get to watch a couple of video clips that Davies took on Rum on the TV which was nice, but rather more brief than the slideshow I’d been anticipating.

Think we might just buy the bloody cable tomorrow!

Dinner was nice. Ady and Dad watched football, I carried on messing about with photos and Mum went to watch a film upstairs with the kids. I think she is mostly enjoying having us here despite our mess and noise (and laundry!) 😉

Ticking off the list

Filed under: — Nic @ 1:39 am

We have a list of the tedious, picking a life back up again stuff we need to plough through in the next couple of weeks, so today we made a start on crossing some of the list off.

First we unpacked more of the van – we now only have a few things left to bring in which we should get done tomorrow and then Willow is empty. She is taxed until the end of the month and hopefully Ady has a friend who can spare the space to store her off road for us until the spring when we will make further plans for her future.

The kids and I went through all their clothes – the ones they have had with them all year and the very small piles we’d put into storage. They both have plenty of tops but are very short on jeans and neither has anything remotely smart. I can’t really think the lack of smart will be an issue but we will have to find more jeans for them both. Ady is also desperate for jeans so charity shops are on our list of places to visit in the next few weeks.

We had some lunch and I ticked a couple of emails off my list including one thanking the women who showed us round on Rum last week. I had a speedy reply back from them thanking us for coming and saying to get in touch if they could assist with any part of the application. I also sent them the WW blog address at their request.

Davies was suffering last night with some sort of allergic reaction to something in my parents house which had worsened this morning. He wakes up snotty and sneezy most mornings and has done for years, sometimes worse than others depending on time of year and where we happen to be but never serious enough for us to look into it any further but this morning his eyes were swollen and his throat was tight so I have him some antihistimines which brought down both but he continued to look really pale and be all snotty, going rapidly downhill over the course of the afternoon.

We walked down to the town – about 2 miles, then all around town then back so a good 5 mile walk altogether. I walked part of the way with Davies, part with Scarlett, part with Ady and part with all four of us together talking, so had a very interesting variety of conversations. Davies and I continued a chat we’d had yesterday about welfare state, anarchy and what he’d spend money on if he were in charge of taxes, discussed how you can use tone of voice to change the meaning of words and how you would write that down to get across in a story. Scarlett and I talked about when I was a little girl her age, I shared a story that one of the roads we walked down was supposed to be haunted by a dog ghost and we discussed the beauty of remote Scotland versus the very limited charm of a busy town centre. Ady and I talked about supermarkets, retail and whether the people who think we are mad are actually madder or not! Sort of insanity top trumps 😆

In town we had a deeply unsuccessful trip which was at least cheap I guess. We got Scarlett some new pants, picked up a copy of Matilda on VHS for 25p in a charity shop as the kids had seen the beginning of the film twice but not the ending and were keen to see if all having had the book read to them not that long ago. I also bought everyone some sweets but I got myself cola sours which were so sour I actually had to spit it out when I had one so I gave them to Scarlett. We called in to see my Mum at work which delighted her as she got to gush all over us infront of her staff :). Davies was going downhill and I even offered to ring my Dad to come and collect him so he didn’t have to walk home but he insisted he wanted to. As a final blow the library was closed for installation of self service machines so we couldn’t nip in and collect the book that is on the shelf there that I wanted to help with the business plan, so I’ve now ordered that to arrive at Lancing instead. If we don’t get over there before we have the dentist next week so can pop in then.

We walked home again, pausing to stop at the war memorial and read all the poppy wreath labels from yesterday. We arrived home at exactly the same time as Frazer, pulling up after work just as we walked past the house. The kids watched films in their room until dinner having been utterly worn out by the walk and several late nights.

Ady and I made up Scarlett’s bed as she’d slept on a mattress on the floor the last couple of nights. It looks much better in the room with two beds now 🙂 I did some more ticking things off my job list and insured the Sharan and tried to tax it – the insurance clearly hadn’t registed yet though so I’ll need to do that tomorrow and then we can go and get it.

We had dinner and then Ady and I popped up to Sainsburys to get Davies some medised as he was running a temperature and feeling rough. He took that and fell asleep although he was pretty restless so I’m not convinced he’ll sleep through – hopefully he doesn’t wake confused as to where he us as I may not hear him all the way upstairs. I sat with Scarlett as she fell asleep – she seems slightly unsettled by being here but she gets the brunt of my Mum being stroppy as Davies is so clearly her favourite. Scarlett is also more aware of me getting pissed off at times I think which makes her uneasy. We’re talking lots about what makes it hard to stay here though so hopefully we can make it work.

Tomorrow Ady’s off with my Dad in the morning to work for a couple of hours. I’m planning on making a Christmas cake with the kids and hoping Davies wakes feeling better.

14 November 2011

Weird Sunday

Filed under: — Nic @ 1:02 am

I woke up around 8am and sat chatting with my Dad who was also up for nearly an hour before anyone else got up. It was nice 🙂

Everyone else got up and Frazer and Cat went off to watch the Remembrance Parade in town. I’d half planned to go down but we’d have needed to walk as you can’t park anywhere when it’s happening, particularly not in a big old campervan and the kids were not up and about early enough. I’m hoping their sleep pattern will settle a little while we’re here but want them to catch up on sleep so didn’t wake them. As it happens it’s been a gorgeous warm clear day here which would have been perfect for the walk but we all watched the service in London on TV together instead which Davies and Scarlett have never seen before, having participated in the one in Worthing for the last 4 years as Badgers. Interesting conversations about who all the wreath-layers were and why some saluted and some did not, who all the various royal family were in relation to each other and so on.

After that Mum & I went up to the supermarket for food supplies – lunch and dinner. I remembered how much I hate supermarkets and had to stifle lots of laughter at my Mum’s rather mad ideas about nutrition and what is good for you. She was buying packet ham and chicken, all nasty and processed and then questionning why I wasn’t buying the reduced fat suet 😆 Having spent much of this year living with people who simply don’t use supermarkets at all we have learnt it is an utterly achievable aim and when 24 hours worth of food has cost more than we were budgeting for 2 weeks while living in the van it is all strengthening our convictions that we are making the right choices about our future. Not wanting to preach or convert anyone else and certainly not going to try and explain to my parents but there are various aspects of living here that will come hard and this will be one. Not composting, recycling or being remotely sensible about waste food is another 🙁

Back at home Ady made a start at clearing out the van and brought in all the kitchen cupboard stuff. Amazing how much food supplies we did still have, tins and packets along with stuff like herbs, spices etc. We had lunch and then Ady and I went into our room to make a start on going through boxes to discover forgotten possessions, find clothes and so on. We managed to look through all the wall of boxes, although we didn’t go to the bottom of every one and it is now far more condensed. We will need to get hold of some proper packing boxes though as the ones we had used were plant storage boxes from Ady’s work, designed for carrying six poinsettias in pots rather than loads of books and they are not standing up well to things. If we can get everything into proper boxes we can seal and stack it will be way tidier, we can go through and label them all and it will then all be ready to transport when we finally settle and are ready to move all our stuff. We do have some more stuff in the loft of our house and in the garage too.

The kids now have loads of their toys up in the bedroom they are using and are delightedly spending hours up there playing with them. We’ve also set up a TV and the X box for them so they are very happy. I went through my 4 boxes of clothes and reduced it to 2. All of my jeans were too big, I won’t be needing any of the smart skirts and jumpers I used to wear for work. I have kept most of my tops simply because they still fit even if they are big and I’d rather spend any spare money reclothing the kids than myself.

We got out lots of our kitchenware – our knife block, loads of our pans etc to use while we’re here as my Mum’s kitchen is surprisingly poorly kitted out. It’s not too late to make a Christmas cake so that is one of my plans for this week :). The room still feels like a big cupboard with a bed in it as there are still boxes all around but I feel like it has a bit more order to it. Today’s funny story from my Mum was her offering to clear some drawers for us. In this house are NINE double wardrobes and probably almost as many chest of drawers. She managed to squeeze things up so the four of us have use of one chest of drawers and when I asked if there was room in the drawers in the kids’ room she looked horrified and said that was where she’d put all the things she’d taken out of these drawers! 😆 Fortunately we don’t have many clothes… We’d out the kids two mattresses in the spare bedroom stacked on top of the single bed in there but she asked for them to come back into the room we’re sleeping in ‘incase anyone wants to sleep in that spare room’. In my whole entire life my parents have never had a house guest so I think it is highly unlikely!

But I am reminding myself that we asked to stay here and it is very kind of them to have us.

You may read this line a few times in the coming weeks 😉

We all enjoyed watching Frozen Planet on their huge HD tv, quite a contrast to watching it on my little laptop in the van. They have questions about Rum but seem to have accepted it fairly easily and I suspect they have come to terms with the fact we won’t be back to stay over the last few months and that they are unlikely to really understand what the hell we are up to with our lives but that we are going to head off and do these things anyway.

Ady and I cooked most of the dinner which was very nice but we ate very little as we are trying to stick to the portion sizes we have been used to. After dinner the kids headed off to play again while we looked at some photos of this year. We’ve been trying to work out how to make the laptop connect to the TV so we can show pictures on that but have realised we’ll need some sort of lead which will probably be more than we want to spend just to show one load of pictures once.

Tomorrow we’re planning to get out the house and do some walking, possibly into town. I have a job list of phonecalls and paperwork to deal with and other things we need to attend to while we’re here, along with meeting up with various friends and of course making a start on that business plan but I think some fresh air and exercise is high on the list of essentials, especially as the weather is forecast to be fine.

13 November 2011

18 years later…

Filed under: — Nic @ 12:32 am

I moved back in with my husband and two children!

And my brother and his girlfriend are also living here. Yet there remains a spare bedroom still. I think my parents house is too big!

We left Lynda & Stuart’s at 10am and headed straight for Sussex. Thanks to the toilet on board we didn’t even have to stop for loo breaks so drove straight down, sustaining ourselves with cheddar biscuits and opal fruits (they’ll never be anything other than opal fruits to me!).

It felt like the oddest homecomming ever really. When I was barely 18 I went away for a long weekend to stay with my then boyfriend who had been sacked from his job for stealing and gone home to stay with his parents. I remember catching a glimpse of myself, car keys in one hand and big overnight bag in the other as I walked past a certain mirror in my parents house and thinking I looked somehow different, as though I was leaving home although it was only for a few nights. But it felt like a big adventure, driving my car, all alone, along the south coast to stay with a family I’d never met any of before in such very strange circumstances.

I left properly when I was 19, to move in to a rented flat with Ady. I think my Mum was a bit pissed off as I’d only just started paying her keep, having barely finished my A levels and started working full time. I was not properly ready for it really, I remember the deal being I bought all the food shopping instead of paying rent in our shared flat (shared with Ady and another ex boyfriend) – after the first week’s failure when I bought enough proper food for just one dinner but lots of packet cake mix and jellies we re-looked at that arrangement and I went thirds on everything instead with the proper grown up (Ady) taking responsibility for things like food shopping.

We moved back in for a month while our house sale went through when I was 20 – the gap between our tenancy on the flat running out and getting the keys to our house. It was tough, even after just six months to return, living in my old bedroom now dominated by our double bed and clutter.

My old bedroom is now Frazer’s room and has been for years. The room Ady and I are staying in was my parents bedroom when I was a little girl and then the spare bedroom for years after they built an extension. It will always be ‘the pool room’ to me as for several years we had a pool table in here which Dad and I used to spent hours playing on until Mum got fed up with it and sold it.

I’ve no real idea how it will pan out staying here this time. Dad says Mum was already muttering about it last night but she’s been lovely to our faces today. I have made it clear we are here because we want to spend time with them NOT because we have nowhere else to be and that we intend spending some time away anyway. Also that we want to help out rather than be a nusiance and will do cooking / cleaning etc. So far she’s said she would rather we use the laundrette for our washing!! Dad was horrified at this and told us to pretend we have and use the washing machine and tumble drier here while she’s at work!

We arrived home and Dad and Frazer were here so much gleeful reunions all round, then the kids got stuck straight into unloading a few boxes to find their stuff – geomags came straight out as did some of Scarlett’s reserve team of cuddly toys. Davies is desperate for plasticine and his animation station so I imagine those will be dug out tomorrow.

Mum arrived home and Dad offered a takeaway for dinner which we gratefully agreed to, so a massive Indian was ordered and delivered. That was really nice and came with a couple of bags of free chips and a complementary bottle of wine :). We had a bottle of fizz in the van which had got bunged in with all other remaining alcohol in our fridge when we left but grown in meaning to represent something fragile and special that had travelled all that way with us (we also have a tiny pine tree which Ady dug up when we first reached Scotland and repotted. It’s been tended and watered all the way around Scotland and one day we hope to replant it and have it as a Christmas Tree). We opened it this evening to mark the end of that period of the adventure.

Mum & Dad have been initially interested and supportive of the whole Rum idea. I am sure there will be issues and concerns raised along the way but Dad appears to have had some sort of epiphany (must be his age! Seriously though he has lost several friends and peers in the last year or so and suddenly concluded life is very short and you must make sure you really live it) and is advocating chasing dreams and experiences and making every day count. It’s a bit like listening to myself…

The kids are sleeping upstairs, insistent on sharing a room, we have moved enough stuff around to put our bed back together and actually sleep in it tonight although we are still surrounded by boxes and piled up stuff. Over the next day or so we’ll go through everything. Some can be got rid of – we have clothes that are now too big so they may as well go and we’ll kit ourselves out at charity shops in the next weeks, and everything needs repacking really to be in any sort of condition to be moved all that way north at some point in the future.

I have a real mix of emotions – tiredness at being at the end of one big adventure staring the next chaper in the face, I imagine all four of us will go down with coughs and colds now we are safe inside a warm, dry house with running water and electricity and no WWOOFing work to do or worrying about where we’ll sleep tonight. I am relieved to be here, knowing we can relax, the kids can delight in their stuff and their grandparents, trepidatious at living with Mum and Dad for a month, excited at seeing family and friends again and both thrilled and terrified at the propspect of what happens next!

12 November 2011

Ingerland

Filed under: — Nic @ 12:15 am

We woke this morning to a view of Loch Lomond which was all very pretty :). After showers, breakfast and packing up we headed off, bang on time at 10am. Having driven alongside Lomond for a while and been unable to answer curious questions from the back I did some googling and we all learnt about Britain’s largest freshwater lake, it’s length (27 miles at longest), width (5 miles at widest) and depth (190metres at deepest). We also checked what a female otter is called – we knew a male was a dog, were not sure if a female was a bitch – it is. Hurrah for smartphones, curious kids and interesting things outside our windows 🙂

The drive was long, tedious and once we’d left Loch Lomond behind it all got a lot less pretty, although we did enjoy the Erksin Bridge which we’d not crossed before. Travelling at 50mph is not nearly so enjoyable once you are focussing on the destination rather than the journey again. Particularly on unpretty motorways. However the traffic was kind, thanks to being in a campervan the kids were able to use our loo and I was able to clamber back and make sandwiches for lunch all while we carried on driving, so the only stop was a brief petrol stop.

We arrived at Lynda and Stuart’s just about 5pm, having hit the only traffic once we reached the M60. We drove past our old house, always bittersweet as Tarly was born there, nearly nine (how the heck did that happen?!) years ago. As always L&S welcommed us with open arms, tea and coffee and a quick fire round of questions along the lines of ‘are you totally mad?’ having been google-earthing Rum and reading all the things online the rest of you have also been looking at.

The kids played, Ady and I walked to the fish and chip shop round the corner to get dinner for everyone and we spent a couple of hours going over everything we have seen and learnt the last few days and outlining our possible plans. Lynda asked all the questions I was expecting, challenged lots of what I was saying and concluded that it does sound like the right thing to do next. I’m hugely relieved as she is not a pushover and whilst she loves us all lots tends to be quite matter of fact about her opinions. She never thought we should go in with my mum and dad and said so, so certainly wouldn’t tell us she thought this was a good idea unless she really thought it was.

Hopefully a good barometer for tomorrow when we tell my parents although I am prepared for more resistance and challenges from them. So more driving tomorrow, emotional homecommings and potentially sleeping in our own bed albeit in squished into a corner in my parents house.

11 November 2011

Yo ho ho

Filed under: — Nic @ 12:09 am

and a bottle of Rum.

This will be a bit of a spewing of words and thoughts really, not particularly expecting it to be very coherant. I’m exhausted – have a mouthful of ulcers, a faceful of spots and could sleep for a week. A combination of a week of agonising and uncertainty, the actual end of the WWOOFing and of course the potential beginning of The Next Bit.

This morning we got the ferry across to Rum – another £45 which we hope will be an investment in the future. The crossing over was rougher than yesterday and by the end Davies was looking very green and had to spend some time outside taking big gulps of fresh air. We were expecting to meet Georgie for a chat on the boat but despite there being several likely looking people on the boat and Ady and I frantically making eye contact with everyone and smiling like childrens TV presenters at anyone foolish enough to make eye contact back no one made themself known to us as Georgie. Short of demanding to know people’s names we couldn’t do much so were feeling like we were off to a bad start really 🙁

We got off the boat and a youngish woman was hanging around so we approached her hoping she was Vikki, the person meeting us from the boat. She was not. But she was Vikki’s friend, also hoping to meet her there and knowing that she was due there to meet with us and expecting she had been held up as she had been meeting someone else prior to us. Vikki appeared, as did Georgie, who had indeed been on the boat but had totally forgotten we’d also be on the boat and said we’d looked familiar so she assumed we were islanders from one of the other small isles and she’d seen us before. I guess it’s good that we looked like we fitted in…? She was full of apologies anyway.

We all (Vikki, Georgie and the friend who asked if anyone minded if she tagged along – none of us did) headed the mile to the village, which has the castle, the shop, the school, the village hall etc. It is a smaller village than Eigg although Rum is actually the biggest of the small isles it has a small population of about 30 – Eigg is closer to 100 and spread over the whole island. Rum’s life is all around the pier and the one village.

I walked with Georgie, Ady walked with Vikki, Davies walked between parties and Scarlett very quickly learnt that the friend – Maree was a wildlife ranger who’s jobs have included counting penguins at the south pole, measuring pollution in lochs and other cool wildlife stuff. Scarlett really hit it off with her and the two of them spent the whole time together talking animatedly and sharing animal facts :).

I was getting a potted history of the island while Ady was telling all about us and our year. Rum has been wholly owned by SNH (Scottish Natural Heritage) until very recently but a part of the island is now owned by Rum Community Trust with plans for futher independance and growth of community for the future. This is the reason for crofts being created – to have people on the island who are not just SNH employees who are invested i.n the future and long term community of the island rather than just there for work and to create self sufficiency and a local economy etc.

We walked up the hill to the croft land which is on the very periphery of the village up a track. There is a wildlife walk trail following around the edges of the crofts which means passing ‘traffic’ in tourist season. The access track is 4wd doable, which frankly if you lived there is what you’d have anyway but would need improving. A 50% grant for that would be available from the crofting federation, as would funding and grants for various other improvement works. The two crofts are literally side by side although one is larger by about half again than the other and has a byrne running through it. They are both bordered by trees on one side and along the bottom runs the nature walk path and a river. Both are in sunshine all day (hugely important, both from a crops flourishing POV and simply getting daylight at all in the winter) and look out over the sea and the cuillins opposite.

At the top we all paused to watch an enormous bird circling overhead which we didn’t get a close enough view of to definitely say but all decided was so huge it simply *must* be a sea eagle. Cue Scarlett flinging herself at me with delight :). I love her joy at such things :).

We walked down alongside the crofts, then back along the river to the village, stopping to look at the craft shop on the way. We all asked loads of questions and just got to know Georgie and Vikki really. Georgie is not on the panel of decision makers but Vikki is (there are either 5 or 6 on the panel, she did say, I forgot!). We stood at the pier chatting and met a couple of other islanders who all seemed very nice and friendly and then the ferry arrived so we headed off.

We all felt it had gone well and that providing we can put together a decent business plan and croft application we are in with a pretty good chance. The last croft went with only a short list of 2 applications and although they have had no applications in at all yet for this round and only sent out about 5 application packs there could of course be a last minute rush of applicants. The advice was to come up with a solid and feasible plan which I think we are more than capable of.

Next stage is a shortlist of applicants and then interviews which they hope to conduct in Jan or Feb, back on Rum again, so more travel expense if we did get through.

Both Davies and Scarlett liked it there and are very keen for us to proceed to the next stage. Ady and I both liked the feel of the place and are excited at the prospect of one day calling it home.

The plan now is to get back to Sussex – thanks to pushing through tiredness tonight once we got back to Willow we managed to get over 100 miles along the road to a campsite only about 40 miles north of Glasgow. We’ll take a few days to recover and get our heads round everything along with sorting through our belongings at my parents, setting up a bed, finding clothes that fit, letting the kids get more toys back out and so on and then knuckle down with the business plan and application. We’ll need to do some further reading and research and we also need to fit in getting the house on the market or working out what needs to doing before we can, seeing all the family and friends in Sussex we want to catch up with, finding storage for Willow and getting my car back on the road, sorting out Scarlett’s birthday and getting ready for camp.

Yeah, it’s not over yet!

09 November 2011

Standing on the brink of forever

Filed under: — Nic @ 11:18 pm

This morning we did some packing up and then headed over to the house for breakfast, taking bedding for the wash and returning a clothes rack we’d been borrowing to dry washing. Neil came in and said he’d feed the animals but we were ahead of schedule so while Ady took the hoover across to the byre (oh the look of bliss on his face ;)) I fed the chickens and ducks for the last time and then went up and over the hill armed with pig feed to say goodbye to the pigs too. Having brought so very little with us (we had one rucksack each and one large bag of clothes and we did like Joey on Friends and wore many, many layers on the boat over in the first place!) we were speedily packed up so Davies and Scarlett went out to play in the garden while Ady and I listened to Popmaster and spent lots of time looking at each other saying things like ‘shit, we’ve finished WWOOFing!’.

Neil took us over to the pier – we stopped at the Swap Shop for one last dash in – Davies had spotted a power ranger figure with one arm in there and then rather freakily found the arm up near the pigs field, so felt he should reunite the two and keep the restored toy, while Scarlett had been hankering after a pair of little owls she’d seen in there. They grabbed them and then Neil stopped at the school to collect Rosie the dog. All the school kids were outside playing at breaktime so Davies and Scarlett got out to say goodbye to them too. We drove off to a chorus of ‘Bye, Bye, Bye, Bye!’ from them all waving 🙂

At the pier Neil bought us a drink and we stood chatting with the locals, Ady gave Neil a crate of beers – the first time we’ve ever given a host a leaving gift I think? and then it was hugs all round and yet more promises to stay in touch before we got on the ferry.

A rather different experience this time as the proper big boat is back in service complete with several lounges, indoor and outdoor seating, cafe, TV screens and range of toilets. We got on the first boarding from Eigg which meant we went over to Muck, then back to Eigg, before on to Mallaig. Three hours in total. We spread out, had chips for lunch from the cafe, a lovely member of staff brought out a stack of kids dvds for D&S to choose from and stuck Matilda on one of the TVs for them. We all shared a tube of smarties and had tea and coffee and then I went back upstairs to read the kindle for the last hour while the others watched the film.

Back at Mallaig we dumped our bags and checked Willow over (all fine :)) and then popped to the CoOp for food supplies for dinner. We looked at the Heritage Centre which was open today but it was £4 admission and was closing in half an hour so we gave it a miss and returned to the van instead.

We listened to the radio, unpacked the various bags, the kids DS’d and then over dinner we had a really long talk about Rum and the future. Tomorrow is pretty important in giving us a first impression of whether it will be for us and in giving the people we’re meeting a first impression of us too. It will hopefully answer lots of our questions and make our next step clearer for us all.

I think we’re all feeling nicely grounded by returning to Willow and our own environment. We’re planning a campsite tomorrow night for showers, hook up, etc. and then a night at Lynda’s to update them on our plans before arriving with my parents on Saturday. We’ve debated long and hard diverting to see various friends on the way home but everyone is now focussed on getting back to Sussex to see family and friends there and get next steps in motion too.

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