Say that a pile of steel, wood, glass and concrete appears in a lot near you. The question that comes to mind is "What are they going to build here"? Until the building finished, or at least well underway, it is not clear what it is going to be or at least how the finished product is going to fit into the neighbourhood. One thing is certain, whatever is to appear will only do so with a lot of hard work.

So today, I have picked up the hammer, or more appropriately, the shovel. I quit my job. Joanne has already made the leap and quit her job. Having already sold the house, we are now set to be unemployed homeless people.

We are moving to London England for a life adventure. What lies ahead? Who knows. But watch this space to see it unfold.

The finished product may be the Louvre Pyramid, or more akin to a concrete fascist housing block. In either case, we will own it. The adventure begins.