Did I get you singing a bit of Terence Trent D'Arby there? I do love a bit of the old TTD'A.
Twenty-one months after buying the house and eight months after moving in, we've quit messing around with the postman, delivery drivers, Interflora (in my dreams) and visitors in general.
On Sunday we finally got round to hanging our new house name sign. Admittedly, I'd only bought it a couple of days before we went on holiday, so it's not like we could have hung it much sooner anyway. It took us a while to come up with a new name to replace the somewhat un-Somersetshire/unpleasant one that we inherited. AREOSA. Yep, that's right. Are-flamin-osa. Dreadful name, as discussed in a previous post.