Twelve days we have been living in our own house. I love it. I am a grown up again. I wander around the rooms in wonder that this is the place I now call home. I have told my Mum that I will have to be carried out of this house, she is not amused and thinks I have now jinxed this delightful pile of bricks and mortar (I had my fingers crossed the whole time so of course I didn’t).