After much back and forth, my parents have decided not to sell our Seattle house, even though it’s managed by a dunce of an agent who hasn’t raised the rental price in eight years, lets the place run into the ground and generally screws us over with tales of how she’s dying to move to Wales. Wales?! Why on earth would you want to move there from Seattle. Nutcase.
Anyway, it was either have lots of money here and remodel our UK house with beautiful everything by selling our Seattle house, or stay impoverished and in a crapola in the UK while our tenants swan around in a building we finished remodeling the day before we left the country. I think they’re getting a rather good deal, and they’re not getting kicked out either. On top of this, my parents are, this summer, repainting the building, putting on a new roof and building a deck.
Seriously, why is it that we’re living in the middle of England instead of the coast of America; that property is far better! It’s not like I want to sell that house, after all it is the place I grew up, but it’d be nice to have some decisiveness every once in a blue moon*.
* I actually saw a blue moon once, when I was about 10 years old. I don’t remember much about it other than that my neighbour’s japanese maple tree was kind of getting in the way, and I was cold. My neighbour’s mother died not long after that. She was 94; the only person I’ve ever known who’s died.
But, Patrick, you answered your own question in the previous post. Only in Wales can one harvest a generous selection of different fruits from a single tree. Majestic scenery, moderate climate, and abundant aquatic ecosystems aside, the Pacific northwest really has nothing to quite compare with that.
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I know right?! Why on earth would someone want to move all the way out over to that dearth of beauty and spectacular social climate which is called Seattle? Mad.
And they don’t speak Cymraeg in Seattle either! Just think of Cymru as a smaller version of the PNW. And just think of all those crazy people you know who come from there…and your house in Selly Park isn’t as bad as you make it out to be!! One day, you can move back to Seattle, and I can come visit and see for myself how wonderful it is.
Hm, a quick second opinion about Wales. Rather six-of-one, half-a-dozen-of-the-other. No mention of miraculous fruit-grafts.
Oh my god! That photo!
But gosh, the number of times I’ve felt just like that; not wanting to say to the people you bump in to, ‘if you weren’t just so darn large, i wouldn’t have come near to joshing you’! But that’s not really very politically correct or simply very nice… Shame.
Yes, well, whatever things one may say about the progenitor of the website linked, “very politically correct or simply very nice” is apparently not among them… :b