Moving to a menagerie

Let’s try this app thing on the phone…

There was a point when I was sitting on the kerb homeless, surrounded by all my worldly goods while another family moved into my home behind me. Thankfully, I was only waiting for the van to come back for the final load.

Even so, it felt weird.

It felt weird for quite some time, as I know my new home well… It has been younger son’s place for the past five years… and really didn’t feel like mine.
Nevertheless, mine it now was, complete with the mountain of boxes, bags and chattels.

It had been touch and go for a while… We were moving at nine on Saturday morning. The cavalry didn’t manage to arrive until half eight Friday night to help me clear the loft, a terrible place full of the stored junk of fifteen years and the eleven people who have called the place home at some point.

I wanted one suitcase. The rest, almost all of it, ended up on the drive, ready for the recycling guys next day.

I’d been recycling for two days, trying to give away the furniture, clothes and books that couldn’t come with me… and with any luck at all, what was left from a four bedroom house would squeeze into a one bedroom flat.


Though the books seemed to take up the whole cloakroom, floor to ceiling…
The cavalry arrived too late to bring the requested dinner…and couldn’t get the sideboard or my homemade computer desk out.. my long-ago exΒ  having, for some reason, screwed and glued them to the wall …and taken all my tools as well as his own.

Another night on the sofa was far from appealing… Not that I spent much of the night on it, as I was still packing the kitchen and cleaning… then back up at five to finish.

The furniture was downstairs, cooker and washer disconnected, all done. At five to nine, I was finished. And I got the blasted sideboard out. The desk thing collapsed though. Seeing how it had been made, I’m only surprised it had survived for so long…

It had been a hell if a week and with no help till the loft…my son works full time, needed dental surgery…and of course, was also moving.

I’d grumbled and worried…but got it done anyway…even though, by the time the van arrived, I ached in every pore.
Which is pretty good really… because necessity had kicked my backside into realising what I can do, instead of being afraid of what I can’t.

Still, I was glad to see Hollie’s other grandma and her family…they were all of them just wonderful, and doing what close families do best, they worked together to get both me and my son’s little family moved, while a third family moved into my place.

Then they made lunch and fed the lot of us.

As soon as my boxes were stacked and I was fed, it was down to Nick’s to do the needful…which didn’t leave me much of the day…

Just time to clean and organise the bathroom…and make a bed. And watch the kites and the little birds who hopped right to the door to look in. And watch the western sky turn pink and gold. Then watch the mistwraiths dance in the fields…

We were all shattered, but Alex, my younger son, still bobbed down to see if I was okay.

We stood in the garden, listening to the owls, watching a hedgehog and all the while the bats skimmed around us and a wide, dark sky sent a billion stars wheeling.


More than okay…

And next morning, I woke to a golden dawn.


About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email:
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91 Responses to Moving to a menagerie

  1. Eliza Waters says:

    So much light in your new space – looks wonderful. Now to settle in!


  2. If it’s possible to like something so much that it hurts, that’s how I feel. β™₯


  3. reocochran says:

    Moving day through you words sounded just like my experiences as well: chaotic, nerve-wracking and cleansing. Sue, your new view is absolutely gorgeous!


  4. The hard part is over. Now it’s time for the new beginning. We are stronger than we think, and, you will make your new place a home. In six months your move will be a memory that you can write about. Best of luck. Remember everything happens for a reason and beside, the view is gorgeous. :o)


  5. Robert says:

    Wow, well done Sue!


  6. You’re going to love your new, compact world. Congratulations. The hardest part is over and you can begin to make it perfect.


  7. Michael says:

    Glad you made it through the move, its a huge job no matter what stuff you have. Hope you get some relaxing days ahead of you.


  8. Ritu says:

    New beginnings Sue! 😊 time to celebrate that!!!


  9. barbtaub says:

    Sue, you humble me. Every time I move, there is much bitching and moaning and tearing of hair. But you get up and take a picture of a golden dawn.

    Here’s wishing you and Ani all the adventure, love, and tennis balls you both deserve in your new home.


    • Sue Vincent says:

      There was all that, Barb…and the air pretty much blue when the only screwdriver I could find to disconnect the cooker was a table knife…but so much open sky makes it well worthwhile.

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  10. So, it’s come to pass… Moving’s never fun, but it looks as if the end result was worth it

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  11. Reblogged this on Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life and commented:
    Head over and welcome Sue Vincent into her new home and with the trials of moving over she can now enjoy waking up to this each morning. Something tells me that Ani will be making herself at home in that garden very quickly.. Happy new Home Sue.. XX


  12. Mary Smith says:

    I hope you and Ani enjoy life in your new home.


  13. ksbeth says:

    i’m so happy for you, it looks like you’ve landed on the sun. ) enjoy your new home –


  14. jenanita01 says:

    Reblogged this on Anita Dawes & Jaye Marie and commented:
    sounds like it was worth every aching muscle!

    Liked by 1 person

  15. adeleulnais says:

    It looks and sounds beautiful and you`ll be able to relax a bit, hopefully, now all the moving has been done. When is Ani coming back is it Monday. I hope you get lots of pics of her adjusting to her new home. Well done Sue, I think you`ve moved to a very magical place. x


  16. Susan Scott says:

    just gorgeous and well done! Time for R & R …


  17. socialbridge says:

    Hope you have a breather pencilled in.
    Love that light. Xx


  18. acflory says:

    So glad all that work and stress were worth it in the end. πŸ™‚


  19. Happy new homing Sue! Is this Nick’s old place? Is it the one with the fish pond???


  20. One could easily read past the hassles of moving, Sue, just to get to that windowed door, and the light from your golden dawn. Such a great omen. Thanks for paying attention to what matters. It seems…you are home. πŸ’–


  21. noelleg44 says:

    Moving from a place you’ve been for years is a massive challenge and a change not easily made. I had a feeling I knew where you were moving. I’m concerned for you – such a change lowers your immune system – so take care of yourself. I also hope Ani will handle the change as well. Will it be as easy to take her for a walk or let her outside. On the other hand, she is a loving constant in your life, and you can do this together. Be well, Sue, and I look forward to hearing more about your move This post was a hard one to read!


    • Sue Vincent says:

      Tonight, I have a homely looking flat, with French doors into the garden…it will be keeping ani in come winter that will be the problem. She’s loving it here…and miles and miles if fields to play in too. And kites πŸ™‚


  22. Moving is so hectic and exhausting, but what a lovely morning. Beautiful light πŸ™‚


  23. dgkaye says:

    Wow Sue, I know your pain of moving. So glad you’re in! And judging by that beautiful photo it reminds that there is always light at the end of the tunnel! Congrats on your new home. πŸ™‚ ❀


  24. stevetanham says:

    Reblogged this on stevetanham and commented:
    Sue’s house move happens…


  25. Packing up and moving is such an ordeal. Everything hurts for days, but soon that will be forgotten and the new space fixed. Happy days ahead. Wonderful to have lots of windows. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ ❀


  26. blondieaka says:

    One door closes and another the view and the memories of the move will fade…I have been moved in a month now ..all boxes unpacked and can now work on the garden. Enjoy your new home πŸ™‚


  27. Widdershins says:

    The first thing we set up when we move is the bed … closely followed by the kettle. πŸ™‚ Welcome to your new home. πŸ™‚ … and I’ll be looking forward to reading Ani’s thoughts on the matter. πŸ˜€


  28. Moving can be great, but it’s also stressful (I had to do it twice in the last year). Enjoy your new home – those windows are wonderful. πŸ™‚


  29. Ali Isaac says:

    Oooh… looks lovely! Congratulations. Hope you’ll be very happy and settled there. Xxx


  30. Darcy says:

    Lovely!!! I don’t know what I’d do if I had to downsize at the moment — small 3 br house and garage and attic space filled instantly when Tracey and I moved from a 750 square foot duplex without garage to 1265 square foot home with garage and that was 15 years ago. We got rid of a ton of stuff when we did a kitchen remodel (to put in more cabinets, for one thing) but the place instantly filled again when the remodel was done…. House Math: Lots of stuff minus a good slice of stuff = more stuff. Maybe it’s House Physics a la Schrodinger’s Cat. Although our two may not have noticed at the time…Enjoy!!


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