A beginning, and an end

In just over a month I'm moving Up North. I'm going to go and live with my beloved C, and find a new flat, a new job and a new direction in a new city, 200 miles from where I live now. The possibility of significant change stands before me, and it makes me feel excited and startled at once.

It's something I've been waiting for for six months now and I finally feel that my adventure is about to begin.

However, new beginnings are inevitably accompanied by endings. I've lived in London for over a year and a half and enjoyed the experience immensely. Soon I'll be leaving friends, housemates and colleagues behind. Instead of seeing my favourite people on a daily or weekly basis, I'll see them once a month or less.

Although this blog will never replace the evenings spent after work in pubs, catching up, philosophising, plotting and laughing, it might help to make those 200 miles feel a little less significant. That's the plan.