I’m a lazy old goat
No, really, I am. Thing is, I moved house (again!) recently. Probably a kind of backwards move, as far as most people would think, because I’ve gone from a lovely old sprawling farmhouse on top of a hill to a tiny little end-terrace in the middle of Livingston.
Fact is, I love the tiny little end-terrace. Not just because it’s significantly cheaper but because it’s small and cosy and central. It’s going to be an exciting couple of years going forward – I have some great plans. But I’m not telling you what they are because I’m evil like that.