I am moving lock, stock and two cats to Shetland. It is a big scary move but full of excitement, anticipation, craft and writing. Every day running up to leaving Sheffield, my head is full of what ifs, whys, can I? will I? How will I? I suppose it is the biggest leap I have done alone – bigger even that getting on a train in Sheffield and getting off in China to live and work in the old hutongs of Suzhou, bigger even, than crossing China, Tibet and in to Nepal for 6 weeks on a lorry, and maybe bigger even than when I sold my house to go back to Uni at the age of 53 to do an MA in Knitting at NTU. but maybe, just maybe all of that was leading to this one moment of living on an island in a tiny cottage by the sea with only two cats and 40 boxes of stuff.
I’m very much looking forward to sharing my new first year with you.
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