Five years ago My Taller Half and I hatched a plan. Recovering from a glorious backpacking holiday in Wales, we watched one of those endless daytime TV property programmes and the penny dropped – if we moved out of the South East we could afford to live anywhere we wanted. Our Five Year Plan house was conceived.
Our path was not exactly smooth, but four years ago we upped sticks and moved to Durham, and last month we collected the keys for our Five Year Plan house in Wolsingham. OK, it’s not exactly the same as the line drawing I had framed five years ago that proudly hangs above our TV, but it’s close enough.
Wolsingham is a beautiful village that sits at the head of the snake that is Weardale, the Pennine fells rising on either side. We are at a comfortable 136 metres above sea level, but the fells surrounding us quickly peak at over 300 metres, and we are at the low end of the Dale. I’m expecting to see snow every winter.
In between unpacking, I’ve been avidly watching the London Olympics, and was touched by the trackside interview of Samantha Murray, the final GB medal winner. She said that anyone can achieve anything they want if they set their mind to it – you can be an ordinary person and succeed. I don’t have any olympic ambitions, but five years ago I had a dream, and this year, right on track, that dream became real.