Another sunny day

Such a lot has happened since I last wrote here. The main event has been a major relocation, and i am now no longer a resident of the isle of Wight. The move to Kent went well and the new house seems like home, despite its tendency to absorb money much faster than I can keep track of.
So I have left behind a lot. Friends, some of whom I have known for decades, I know that I will probably never see again, and as I am not overly socially inclined, I suspect that I amy not find making new ones at all easy.
Change is sometimes difficult and I know that I must make a lot of adjustments to my way of thinking as well as my day to day living. I have already changed my dentist, my doctor and soon my hairdresser. That will be strange indeed as I have had the same one for as long as i can remember. Her job has got easier as my hair has reduced in length and density over the years. We are well located for most of the essential services and all but the dentist is an easy walk from here.
We have a huge basement/garage and that has been a real bonus. Much of the boxes went down there in the first instance and so unpacking could take place at a leisurely rate and rubbish could remain unseen until disposal became necessary. The sun has shone since we have been here and the garden, although in need of TLC is coming on nicely. We have a much improved broadband and TV package - goodbye Mr Murdoch and hello Mr Branson, and now we await the first big job - the replacement of the boiler. My word that makes a big hole in the bank balance! Then it is a new kitchen and bathroom - everything else will have to take its place in a long line.
I seem to be constantly tired. Part of that is the amount of physical labour and the stairs, but I also caught a nasty bug from Oscar. He safely negotiated his second birthday and has recovered from his infection, mine remains and I look forward to feeling good again one day soon.
I have tried to keep abreast of world events and must give some thought to the implications of Bradford West electing a lunatic. I don't suppose though that George Galloway is any worse that Cameron or Clegg and is no more dangerous than Boris Johnson. TIme will tell.