I realise that I haven't yet told you about my new home. I moved here a few weeks ago. It is a real change from where I was living before, further from work but nearer everything else, including the sea and a fish'n'chips shop! This is my street on the left. If you look to the end of the road you can just about see the sea! Yes there is blossom. That's because it's spring here.
An Australian friend has gone to England to work and I have basically taken over his life; flat, pots, pans, etc. until he returns. (It's like a sinister movie - but don't worry, he's still alive.) It's a very generous arrangement and I'm very lucky; it is very difficult to find nice places to rent here. Especially in such a posh area - everyone's eyes widen when I say where I live. But my flat is in the scruffiest block of apartments in the neighbourhood, as evidenced by the amount of dents in our cars, the lack of CCTV and the large orange life-ring sitting in the car port. I think parents tell their children to run past and not make eye contact.
This is my car - held in trust whilst I am over here and he is over there. It is called the Silver Bullet and it is a 1990 Hyundai Excel. It is the first car I have ever owned. Really. The first. Ever. I have no idea how fast it goes because the speedometer in in Kph. It looks like I have crashed it into the wall in the photo, but that is actually how it is parked. It also looks like it has wet itself in excitement at being on my blog.