Thursday, 17 March 2016

Up the Garden Path: Why I'm Moving back Home after University

Some people would say it's a step backwards to return home after University. Others would say that returning to a place like Cornwall, with the economy the way it is, is an even bigger mistake. 

Having done an extra year at my university (because I changed degree half way through) meant that I watched a lot of my former class mates and friends graduate without me. The majority of my closest friends that I went to college with are in fact graduates and have found themselves jobs. They are well emancipated from the comfortable, supported safety net of education, student loans & that teenhood-adult transition limbo and busy playing at the grown up game. It's nearly my turn, and with only precious weeks before my final deadline, I know that my last claim to childhood and a world of being supported is officially coming to an end. I will be fully responsible for my own income, there will be no student loan to pay the rent - that will be completely down to me, and I won't be able to take holidays from work as freely as I do now because I won't just be a 5 hour contract, dispensable, student waitress who won't be missed if she swans off for an adventure. 

Although I've always worked hard along side university (For a long while I juggled three different jobs!) I do fear entering a chapter of my life where work will consume me. I like to flit between different projects and work (which is part of the reason I had several different jobs) otherwise I grow bored. Getting bored easily (especially with ritual) is a huge trait of my personality and I always need a plethora of tasks and projects on the go, to feel like I'm learning and moving forward - finding a job that meets this criteria is going to be damn tricky! It's not always easy being a Ravenclaw ;) 


My close family, friends and George's family are all pretty pleased that we're coming home to Cornwall to live again in June, but lots of people have been much less supportive and sceptical of our decision. Do we know how hard it is to get work in Cornwall? Yes, yes we do. Do we know how quiet and dead it is in the winter? Of course... I only lived there for over twenty years. Do we not realise that there is nothing on offer for young people? I never really understand this statement. There is everything to do, if you love the outside. I struggle more with finding things to do in a city because in Cornwall, I can always sit by the sea and daydream - and that is by definition, doing something. 

I'll  be honest, throughout Uni, I didn't think I'd be going back home to Cornwall. Not straight away anyway. It didn't really seem like the socially acceptable thing to do. Part of it, was that George loves the city life (or so he says :P), I always saw myself working a graduate job (oh the fantasy) and it seemed that going back to your home town just wasn't part of the deal. The reality is that I've suffered really badly from homesickness throughout my entire time at University. Not just missing my family or way of life, but most of all, the ocean. It seems foolish to say that the ocean is my life, but it really does feel as though my soul yearns for those wild, turquoise waves that beat against the shores. I also ache for the salty, white washed fishing villages, for the community and for the quiet, slow lifestyle. I have a profound sense of place and I always appreciate new places, adopted places and other people's places. The thing is, that I have an enormous sense of belonging to Cornwall. I am as much the lands as it is mine, and I am like a little thing - out on Rumspringa to see the world before it calls me back.


I never thought it would be okay to go back home this soon - that was until my friend Keren returned to her home town in North Wales upon graduation.


George and I had talked a lot about moving to Edinburgh last year, and it seemed as though that was going to be the plan. I love Edinburgh dearly and it's even near the sea, albeit the landscape is completely different and it's much colder! This year though, the homesickness reached a crisis point and I realised that I had to go back to Cornwall.
I thought long and hard, and realised that it didn't have to be a forever thing. Nothing is set in stone, we are fortunate enough to have choices. I could move home for a little while, or a long while. It didn't matter, I could always move away again. The thing that was obvious to me, was the need to spend some time recuperating. The last four years in Bath have gone in a whirlwind, swept up like dry leaves in an autumn gust and blown right past me. I find myself all of a sudden at the end of a chapter, preparing to start the next one. I've always studied creative subjects at Uni - before Creative Writing, it was Photography. I found myself these four years, struggling for inspiration (remedied slightly by walking the canals) but when I was sat by the ocean or winding creeks back home when visiting, my mind was alive with stories and dreams. The longer I spent away from home, the more my dreams dried up. It was clear that I needed to be in Cornwall for a good, long while to recharge those dreams.

After discussing it long and hard with George and the family, it seemed that everyone close to us agreed that it was best for us to move home for a while.
George and I have really struggled with the transition in lifestyle, George - with the independence and  social aspect and I with the crowds and being landlocked. We're both from a small community that are quite social and we have roles and expectations within our network. We've found it harder to socialise in the city and found ourselves adopting a monotonous lifestyle where we flit between work and our flat. Although we love being outdoors and doing activities, commitments, low funds and lethargy has seen an increase in us choosing to remain at home and not doing any of the exciting things we'd said we would take up when we moved here. We wanted to start Electro swing dance classes- that never happened, the club never replied to my emails asking when and where they were held! We had all sorts of fine plans for this city life but they never materialised. I quit the samba band due to my low self esteem with dyspraxia and never managed to get round to picking up a Bath discovery card so we could get into the museums and things for free. All in all, our lifestyle here took a massive plummet. 
In Cornwall, we were active and engaged in lots and lots of things. Always doing, always being, always creating. We were poor, but we didn't need money to have fun. With the wedding just over a year away, and taking place on the Lizard, it also made sense to go home for that too, and to plan it with our families around us. 

So my reasons?
  • Homesickness 
  • Well being
  • Wedding planning
  • Inspiration 
  • Lifestyle 
  • Money 
You're probably wondering how my  final reason can be money. It seems such an odd one, especially when you consider the fact that Cornwall has a shockingly bad economy. We just can't afford the rent in Bath and as George has no degree, this place is a bit of a dead end for him. With no network or contacts, there's no way for George to find a job that matches his ability. He is severely dyslexic and his brief spell at University was nothing short of traumatic for him. In spite of this, he's an extremely talented boy, a gifted problem solver, has a Mensa IQ, fabulous circus skills, has a flair for drama and the performing arts and is great with people. None of this sticks on a CV though - No degree? He might as well accept the fact that he's going to be a barman forever. He's applied for apprenticeships and trainee jobs, but nobody wants to know - because he doesn't have a degree. 
But back home in Cornwall, we have a network. We have the support of our community. It's much easier for us to find jobs because we are more familiar with what there is and Cornwall has great opportunities for artisans and craftsmen. What little we have there is more than the nothing we have here. 

So my plan? 

It's not a secret that my dream is to be a published YA author... and what a pipe dream that is indeed! I have also been hard at work these last three years building up my own portfolio of professional photography so that I can register as freelance and run my photography business 'Salty Sea Photography Co.' All being well, I'll be able to run that from Cornwall and make an income from taking photographs for people, be it musicians, dancers, weddings, couples and families. It's my dream to do what I love for a living but I accept that in the early days, work won't be coming in every single week. While I work my butt off to get to that stage, I'll take a part time job for the security and income - a girl's gotta pay the rent after all! 

We'll come out and explore again some day, maybe after we get married. George and I have spoke a lot about the move back to Cornwall because I didn't in any way, want him to feel as though I was dragging him home with me and gave him every opportunity to stay here. He assured me that's not the case and that he thinks coming home is for the best too. I'll follow him to the city for a spell if he feels he needs it just as he's followed me back to the sea. Between you and me, our families, friends and I know he's a country boy at heart. He's already got excited about taking up archery again when we get home. 

So if you've moved to a new place or are at university and miss your happy place dearly, remember, nothing has to be forever. There is nothing wrong with returning home, it's not a step backwards. If it makes you happy, then it's a step forward. Success at life shouldn't be measurable by what job we have, how much money we have or how popular we are, but how consistently happy we feel and at peace. 
In my life, I prioritise creativity, learning and above all, internal wellbeing. I've learned a lot about myself over the last four years and more recently, I've learned that I don't care about a graduate job. I don't care about earning a 30K salary and having a really nice car. I care about where I am and who is around me. If being by the sea in a tiny house and working two jobs is what it takes to feel inspired, at peace with the world and have wondrous dreams - then that is the path I shall take. 
Because my life goal, is wisdom and happiness. 
Not money.
Not fame. 

These photographs are from a few weeks ago when I went home briefly. My dear friend Alex and I visited the Potager gardens in Constantine, an idyllic Cornish village in the middle of river country (which incidentally has a great pub that has open folk sessions!). It's one of those windy, backroads villages that's right by the river near to Falmouth. The Potager gardens are a delightful, bright cluster of greenhouses set in the middle of nowhere but work a little like the room of requirement at Hogwarts; you sort of stumble upon it suddenly, and its sat there waiting for you with all sorts of  wonderful things to offer.

It's a beautiful green space; there are vegetable patches and gardens with little cabins about where resident artists use them as studios. There's two glass houses; one is a public cafe serving delicious food and drinks. Ever wondered what it would be like to take your afternoon tea in a greenhouse? This might just be the time you could fulfil that fantasy. They even have scrabble on the table and lots of toys scattered about - the theme seems to be tractors. They are family and creative friendly. 
The second glass house contains a grow patch and several tables, a huge work bench and chairs laid about for people to use. People where sat about writing, chatting or playing so it seems like the space is an open one. There is no entry fee to the gardens and there's even a modest car park. I can imagine coming back and sitting at the big table in the glass house, spending hours conjuring inspiration from the flora  and greenery around me, the back of my neck warmed by the rays coming through the windows. I was worried about leaving behind Bath's wonderful coffee shops - where could I write in Cornwall on the rainy days? (for there are many). The Potager gardens answered my prayers. They truly are the perfect creative and quirky  little space to work on projects or just take your Nan for a day out and slice of cake (Because that's what I'll be doing! Yes Nan, you can hold me to this). 

 The glass houses were just so beautiful, I ended up doing a sort of 'impromptu shoot' with Alex... hence all the photographs! You can also nip over to her blog and read her post on the Potager gardens if you're feeling nosy.

Towards the end, we met a cat friend. I'm about to share with you my biggest unpopular opinion and I expect a tirade of hate and unfollows from what I'm about to say... but the truth is, I don't like cats.
My Nan and I have always preferred dogs (even though my Dad loves cats) but I think it comes from a variety of negative cat experiences throughout my life. The one that comes to mind is when we I was about five, we were cat sitting my aunts cat Marmalade and it did a big, squishy wet poo on my bed. The same cat used my feet as a scratching post in the middle of the night, swiping at them as they peeped out the blankets. The truth is, there are no monsters or bogeymen under the bed waiting to grab your protruding toes in the darkness- only evil cats.
That said, with the exception of Marmalade the demon cat, cats always seem to like me. The moment I see a cat, I try and avoid it but somehow they home in on me and seek me out. George, Jess or Alex  (all cat lovers) or whoever I'm with will offer it all manner of fuss and love but it'll harass me until I decide it's actually alright as far as cats go, and give it some love.
That's exactly what this cat did. Harassed me until I caved. And caved I did... we became friends in the end after I caught him spying around a gate at me (I specifically told him not to follow me) as I took pictures. He even offered to pose - what a gent. Not all cats just want to poo on my bed.

 Hopefully, in six months time I can look back at this post and smile at the thought of past me facing a great unknown. I have no idea what post graduate life will bring, where in Cornwall I'll be living - whether it's a cottage or flat or a garden shed. I've no idea if the photography will truly take off, what part time job I'll find and what new hobbies I may take up. I'm really excited to have all this waiting for me in my future. I really hope I come to the Potager gardens again and use this wonderful space that someone has lovingly put together for creatives to come and use and take inspiration from.
Most of all, I hope for good things - predominantly the wellbeing of George, myself and the people I love.
I hope that the dreams come back. 



  1. I feel like we would get along SO WELL because I feel exactly the same as you do! I could write a humongous comment full of wordy metaphors, but at the end of the day as long as you're with the people you love and feel content in your surroundings, that's all that matters.
    The city is massively over-rated anyway.

    1. I think you're right - The city IS overrated >.< (Especially London :P) I know the city is awesome and people that have grown up there love it, it's their home after all! But there's a lot of pressure on the rest of the world to think the same way. It's all about 'the big job' and the 'fast paced lifestyle'. It's fed to us through pop culture and the media. It's not for everyone (A little like clubbing :P) and young people should go easy on themselves and not feel ashamed for wanting to go back to their roots and a quiet life :P The definition of a successful and 'fun filled' life is subjective anyway ^_^ I know LOTS of people that hate the country and think beaches are awful and boring :P

      And as for wordy metaphors, I like those ^_^ You don't have to hold back :P x

  2. As long as it's the right decision for you and the people you love then that's really all that matters isn't it? I did the same thing, went to uni in London and afterwards shot back home to Devon and the hills and the sea.
    There are few things in life more important than nourishing your soul and if that's by the sea then that's cool, the rest of it will work itself out.
    Happy adventuring (it is DEFINITELY still an adventure, even though you're going back to what you know!)
    Michelle X

    1. Exactly :D
      Gosh, Uni in London must have been a massive transition from Devonshire life! :O As a fellow country bumpkin, I understand completely why you moved him ^_^
      'Nourishing the soul' - what brilliant phrasing! absolutely yes. Some souls need vibrant lights, fast paced living and the bustling city culture and all the colourful thing it offers. Other souls need peace and nature ^_^ I guess we fall into that category! Soul food! Cornwall is my soul food :P

      Thankyou for the pep talk :D I really hope the adventure continues ^_^ xxx

  3. Great post and photos :) !

    Also, interesting little fact (well, pretty sure it's a fact) - cats often love people that don't love cats! Direct eye contact is thought to be assertive/aggressive in cat-language, so a person looking away from/ignoring a cat can actually appear more friendly :)

    1. Thanks Ewan! :D It's wonderful to hear from you!

      I've heard people say this about cats - it would explain so much! Cat's are such funny creatures :P Maybe I should start staring at them :P Although I'm really not a hard case when it comes to animals, I couldn't even be mean to a cat >.< (Although my Nan flicks old tea bags at them when they poop on her lawn!) lool x

  4. Moving back home after university has only made me fall more and more in love with Cornwall. I never really appreciated it much when I was a child but after being away at uni for three years (not very far away mind, I only made it across the bridge to Plymouth!) coming back really just made me realise that I could probably happily live in Cornwall for the rest of life, so personally I think you've made a great decision! I really hope you and George enjoy being back by the sea again and that this decision brings you lots of lovely Cornish adventures together! x

    1. Oooh this is reassuring to hear. I always worry about getting home and then feeling as though I've made a mistake or that life will grow dull somehow. I can't see how, because I do so much more with my time in Cornwall and it's better suited to my hobbies and lifestyle but you know the saying, the grass is always greener on the other side ^_^

      I'm glad you're having a lovely time in Cornwall! :D Are you on the Cornish bloggers page on Facebook? Anna from the Cornish life has set one up to bring together the Cornish creatives ^_^ Sometimes we go for lunch and stuff and everyone gets to connect :) If you're not on there, you definitely should be :D
      Thankyou for the kind wishes ^_^ x

  5. This was so lovely to read. Doing what is right for you and what gives you a happy heart & mind is certainly the best path to walk down. It sounds like Cornwall is calling you home and I am sure it will take good care of you and your dreams once your back. Very best wishes to you. Xxx

    1. Thank you Amelia ^_^ Happiness is always the number one goal :D xxx

  6. I totally understand that need to return home. I live near London and I went to uni in London so it is home for me but I love country life and would be perfectly happy living in somewhere with 'nothing to do'. I'm very glad you are going home to Cornwall because as a relative stranger to you, I do see that it is at the very essence of who you are and it is NICE to hear of someone doing the opposite to the 'expectation! Who wants to be a stereotype!!Xx

    1. Thanks Kezzie :D

      It's weird to be defined by a place but I guess some people are and others aren't ^_^
      You're right, it's really a huge part of who I am, and although I LOVE exploring other places, it's where I need to call home :)
      I feel a little out of touch of what stereotypes even are these days :P I am not exactly 'down with the kids' :P Quite happy pottering along doing my own thing ;)
      Hope you're having a lovely day xxx

  7. Doing what feels best for you, and what makes you feel happy and content, is definitely the way to go. A good job is not the key to happiness! If Cornwall is calling for you, then going there (instead of falling to society's pressure and staying in the city to find a job) is what you should do. And I completely agree - the city is overrated! I cannot wait to move out to the countryside as soon as I can, though I know that'll be a few years. Anyway, best of luck to you and George! I'm sure everything will work out.

    1. Thankyou Mimmi :D

      Best of luck with your degree and I hope you find your way back to the quiet life in the countryside ^_^ Thankyou for the support and kind wishes :D <3 xxx

  8. I can relate to so much of what you have said here - my husband and I want to move to Cornwall in the next year or two (he is cornish - we have gone down there several times a year since we've been together - our only 'holiday' destination bar the Cotswolds one Christmas!) and people think we are mad for wanting to do so - "It's so boring there is nothing to do, the weather is terrible" etc. The truth is, it's a wonderfully inspiring and relaxing place, nothing makes us happier than going to the seaside on a rainy day and getting blown away. So much better than living in an overcrowded city! And I think Cornwall in the winter is beautiful. Being happy is so much more important than earning loads of money or having the latest car/technology etc... You sound truly grounded and happy with your decisions and I think thats wonderful :) x

    1. Cornwall needs its people too ^_^ If everyone flees the nest, then who will be left to keep its creative spirit alive? There's no beating the hazy ocean light either, for inspiration :3 xxx

  9. I love this post Sarah, as it's exactly the quandry I had too. Coming home after uni was strange, I've always been fiercely independent and moving to Cornwall for university felt like I was actually moving home, not just somewhere transitional. I graduated and just so happened to get a job closer to home than the sea, so home to Devon I went. There are so many plusses to living back where you're familiar, and I think people assume you're not ready to venture into the world properly or rely on your family still, but I've found that's so not the case. As much as I live back with my parents, I have so much freedom to explore a career i'm enjoying, visit the sea every weekend, and save money for when the time comes to choose a place for ourselves. The mystery in that is that we have no concept of when or where that will happen, which is quite a daunting prospect at times, but for now I'm trying to fully embrace everything I love about home, as it may not be this way forever! Alice xx

    1. Yayyy :D I'm glad you're having a great experience ^_^ I think if we're lucky enough to have such strong communities or networks in place to offer us the support, and we love our jobs and where we live, its silly to go chasing after a job someplace else just cause that's whats expected ^_^ Holidays and travels are for exploring and adventuring the wider world :D It's great to live somewhere where even on normal days, you can squeeze a little outdoor explore in after work or have tea outdoors :)
      I wish you both all the best in your adventure your last line is really true, I fear that things won't always stay this way and be so cosy or carefree (Although I may just be thinking this way because I've just watched the final Hunger Games and I'm feeling a little edgy about the worlds political future :P) time for me to shut up now :P xxx

  10. I'm from Switzerland, so you can imagine when, after four years of living not just in the UK but in Cornwall (i.e. The end of the earth) and I told my parents I was going to stay in Cornwall, there was a lot of apprehension. Not just from them but from me too. I adored it here, and there were opportunities for me to take Atlas further while Being here but I was terribly worried about surviving, getting bored and stil being so far from my family. I still am far from my family (I don't get to see them as much as I'd like but we talk all the time) but a crazy thing happened: I felt happier than I'd ever felt before, even whilst at uni. I found it hard to find work at first, but eventually I got a job and yes the salaries are low, but the cost of living here is lower, so it worked fine :) I can't tell you how truly happy I am to be in Cornwall, and how happy I am that I did stay. There is something about this place That is magical. I'm not someone who believes in a whole lot of magic, but this place has an energy, a positive one, that nourishes the people who live here. you can't live in Cornwall and not fall in love with Cornwall. As you've said, nothing has to be permanent, so the day I feel that I need to go home I will! But right now the sea calls to me more than the mountains do, so the sea is where we'll stay. Also, I don't think I can yet drag the Cornish boy away. Thank god he's open to the idea though! I'm really excited for you, and for What's to come for your career because even though we haven't met yet, I can tell you're special and you'll be extremely successful. I think Cornwall will make you flourish :)

    1. Ahhh so much love for this comment ^_^ I'm so glad you're having an awesome time in Cornwall, Olivia ^_^ I can't wait to meet you in the summer! <3
      You're completely right about the energy about the place, even writers like Daphne Du Maurier felt it and tried to capture it within her novels. Cornwall feels alive somehow, like its got some sort of soul of its own. Maybe all land has its soul or some sort but some are just quieter than others. Maybe Cornwall is just really loud and out there :P It has every right to be after all - it's pretty darn cool ^_^ You're probably thinking I'm crazy by this point, but even if magic does or doesn't exist, there's definitely an energy. There's alot of love for this quirky little place ^_^ xxx

  11. Always love reading your throughs, Saerie the faerie (oops you're totally a fairy imo hehe)! So long as you do something that makes you both happy, all the more reason to feel confident and positive in that decision :-) while I can't say the same for myself (I moved/lived in big cities all my life and will probably get bored without some city lurking heheh) I can understand your mindset... if I could, I would take some time off and do 'slow living' but alas being from outside the UK/EU, there are pragmatic restrictions on what I can/what I want to do so in the meantime, I am indeed stuck with a city job and an office environment :P

    one day though... watch out world! and I know you and George are talented and blessed to have each other, fantabulous things to come *throws confetti* <3

    say hi at sinonym

    1. You know, there's not many nicknames that people have been able to make out of my name but yours is definitely my favourite :D I am super flattered that you would compare me to a fairy ^_^ yayayay :3
      There's nothing wrong with being a city girl either! I totally get the need for the hustle and bustle, the vibrant buildings, street vibes and eclectic aura about cities :D I think if that's your home and that's your love and comfort, then its still having a strong sense of place and belonging. Cities are great! We just have different callings ^_^ I totally appreciate city's and love visiting them and I can TOTALLY imagine how people from the city find the countryside slow and tedious. I have a friend who 'hates' mud and 'walking' :P Needless to say, she's from the city :P We are all very much ourselves and there's no shame in that ^_^
      Thankyou for the virtual confetti :D I LOVE confetti ^_^ It shouldn't be kept exclusively for weddings!!

      I hope you have awesome adventures ^_^ If you're ever down our way, please do come and say hi :D xxx

  12. This is wonderful and really sums up a lot of what I'm feeling at the moment. I share a lot of your reservations about Bath-although it is beautiful it is very expensive, and I feel that unless you are already an established creative or very wealthy, opportunities for creative development or work are few and far between. The expense often puts me off going out and doing things and I spend a lot of time indoors. I think you are making the right decision! Maybe it wouldn't suit young people who love shopping and clubbing and all the other stereotypical young person activities, but Cornwall has plenty for fairies and mermaids to do!

    1. Heehee, yes! I plan on doing a whole lot of fairy-ing and mermaid-ing when I get home :D
      Bath is beautiful when you have money. It's still beautiful without money :P I just don't think there's any jobs here that I could enjoy and make enough money from ^_^ I don't see the sense in doing anything I don't at least a tiny bit enjoy :P
      The thing I will certainly miss about Bath though, is that everything is just so near by v.v I'll have to give up spontaneous day trips to London and REALLY cool coffee shops :P xxx

  13. Oh girl, it's beautifully written. I loved reading it.
    Homesickness is so real. I have been split in between two cities and both of them are so dear to me. Karachi, where I was born and raised up, and Thatta (I'm currently there), where I sought refuge at my grandparents when things in the city went out of control. I would love to set myself up in Karachi though. It's famous for its beach too and I find myself yearning more and more of the shores of Karachi. Life is unpredictable and one gotta go with the flow until they can MOVE the flow at their own pace. I want to wish you alllllllllllllllll the luck in life. Your photography is amazing and I hope your business will flourish like crazyyyy.

    Noor | Noor's Place

  14. Hello my lovely, your post made me smile (they always do) I've been secretly routing for you that you'll return to the place the has your heart. There's nothing worse than making yourself do something just because of money, jobs and other life's boring non essentials. I think you and your fellow will be just fine. Isn't it funny how life seems to come full circle? Change can be rather scary but we just have to accept, embrace it and continue to change.

    I find myself in a similar situation whereby my current place I'm renting (a small holding) is being sold and so I've to find a new place by June 01. I've specific requirements for my new place such as no neighbours, lots of land and panoramic views. And everyone thinks I'm mad at having such high expectations! But it's what I'm used to and need in order to thrive. I'm not prepared to settle for less.

    Change is the wheel of life and what makes us better people. I'm super excited to read more about your Cornwall adventures. I've just booked a week at Watergate bay in August to surf.

    Lots of love
    Loving Life in Wellies Blog
    (New blog since I lost my acc info on my old one! :,( (

  15. This was such a lovely post Sarah (as per usual), but I just wanted to drop a comment to wish you luck and all the best with finishing university and your future. I am so excited for you and this journey you're about to take on, I hope it brings you all the happiness you seek and deserve. All the best xx

  16. Lovely pics sweetie <3

  17. I didn't move home after I graduated, in fact Kyle and I moved to a city we had only ever visited a handful of times and both without jobs. We were told by many that we were making the wrong decision, but it felt right to us and we followed our guts.

    We wanted to live here because it was close to the countryside which was the main pull, plus we couldn't afford to live any further south!! Many people also queried why we hadn't chosen to move to London, to which we proclaimed quite how much we detested the place and wouldn't live there unless absolutely necessary.

    In short (as this is the longest comment I think I've ever left on a blog post ;) ), if it makes you happy, that is what matters. Everything else will fall into place eventually with a bit of hard work. Being in a place that makes you happy is so important!

    Lovely post as always.

    Anya | The Peppermint Pencil

  18. Every time I come to your blog I'm reminded just why I started to read and love blogs in the first place. You write so beautifully, so casually beautifully, as if we're old friends having a heart to heart. Your writing makes me feel cosy and happy and that's just the best feeling, so thank you for your words.

    I understand the pull of home and countryside after university and city life. Like most people these days, I moved home after university, mostly out of necessity due to no exciting job prospects in exciting cities. But also because I needed that comfort and security that being home brings. It's now been two years and I'm still living at home with my parents, in an ideal world I would have moved out and away by now but due to some pretty difficult health issues I'm unable to work and support myself financially. I'm hoping that's going to change this year, but I'm taking each day as it comes. Your post has reminded me just why I love the countryside so much and has encouraged me to try and find some new happiness in my current situation.

    Keep writing, keep doing whatever makes you happy.



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