It is lovely here, I’ll be honest, I wasn’t sure that it would be, but it is. Before moving here, I had many reservations, the older you get, the more you get stuck in your ways and the more determined you become to avoid any form of change. I lived alone for some time, I enjoyed my own company and enjoyed being master of my own destiny. I was happy or at least I thought I was, I certainly wasn’t unhappy but looking back now I was lonely, and I had become quite isolated. Us men aren’t the best at keeping in touch with each other, we don’t tend to chat on the phone or arrange days out.
Moving here was a big upheaval, leaving the life I knew behind seemed daunting however without wishing to speak in cliches, I genuinely wish I’d done it years ago.
I still spend time alone in my room, but I enjoy that time far better knowing that there are no chores being put off or ignored, my room is clean and tidy, my clothes are washed and pressed, and my time is my own.
When I yearn for company I can find it right outside my front door, and now that spring has finally sprung, I am spending a lot of my time outside, in the garden.
We have a beautiful garden, an oasis of calm that myself and my friends here have worked hard to build. The team do so much at Hazel End, there is always something going on for those looking for entertainment but for me one of my favourite pursuits is an afternoon of beautiful scenery, a blue sky, a cold beer and having a good old laugh my new pals.