Wednesday, 11 July 2012


There's a hedgehog in the road on the way to school today. I don't think I've ever seen a real live hedgehog before. Joe certainly hasn't. We stop the car and walk over to it. I ignorantly expect it to run away but instead it slowly tightens into a ball.

There's probably a whole prickle of hedgehogs in London, but seeing one up close in the countryside gets me thinking about our impending dilemma: should we stay or should we return?

Our year is nearly up. We've thrown ourselves into it, established an enjoyable rural life, experienced the other extreme and seen up close its pros and cons. Now my husband's project and our excuse for being here is coming to an end. So do we find other excuses to stay?

I feel like that hedgehog. Faced with uncertainty, I'd like to just curl up in a ball and see what happens. Think we'd better move one way or the other though, before the next car comes round the corner.

(In case you're worried, I gently moved the hedgehog to the side of the road with my foot. It wasn't there on our return journey.)  


  1. Clearly our entertainment is nowhere close enough to any kind of reason to stay but we will miss reading your beautifully observed and beautifully written blog! We moved our family from South London to a village outside of Skipton in December and have enjoyed following your experiences too. Thanks so much for sharing them with us and we wish you the absolute very best in what ever you decide. Kate x

  2. Thanks very much Kate. Hope you're all enjoying the move. The blog's been great for my sanity and for processing our experiences. We're really appreciating our current way of life but jobs will be a big factor in what we do next. I'll keep you posted!