The one where Tweasel (my kitty) arrives from Canada!

After being in England for 18 months it was time to make a decision about Tweasel, find a place for us to live, or give up on having her join me in England.  Giving her up was too sad so I went on a new search for a suitable flat that would allow a cat. I found a lovely flat that was bright and spacious and had a cat living in it, the catch it was about £100 over my budget. I would have Tweasel but I would struggle and have no life. I turned it down, gave it a weeks break and started again.  This time I found a flat that fit my budget was in a good location and I would be sharing with only 1 other person.

I gave my current flatmate/landlady my notice. The next day my flatmate/landlady said she would rather have me and Tweasel and deal with her allergies than lose me.  Very sweet of her to say, and I was ecstatic not to have to go through moving, and stay in Notting Hill. So other than having telling the other flat I wasn't moving in after all it was ideal.

Tweasel recovering from jet-lag. 

First visit home.

Attempt number 2 to go home was successful. After getting the doctor's ok that I could fly off I went. This ticket was booked to either bring me home if London wasn't working or to finalize things such as selling my car and making the move more permanent. Despite ending up in the hospital and having a couple of shaky starts in the flat department London was under my skin and I was loving every minute.

Below are some photos of the things that make my home town great.

A visit with Tweasel at Shannon and Joel's who were kindly fostering her until I could find a cat friendly flat in London.  I got a bit of the old cold shoulder from her.

The good old Town Clock in Halifax.

The Economy Shoe Shop, a bar I really like.

Boats out in the harbour. Summer stuck around for my late visit, which I was very happy about.

The lake I grew up on, kayaking, swimming, skating, fireworks - Fantastic!

Banook lake is used for world class boating championships.