It has been an even longer time that Wad and I have dreamed of relocating to Australia. We're watching lots of family and friends flee the recession here in the UK to find their place in our dream and that's hard too.
But in a way the 'routine' has made it more imperative for us to be together as a family than to find a way to Australia. So Bubble and I are going to join Wad across the water. We've found a cute little abode that will serve as our castle, from where we will plan our attack against the invading hordes of the double dip recession. We'll stand together as a family unit because that is the only way we're going to get through this difficult period in our life.
And when it's over, we'll tell the story of our 'hard times' to our children, berating them on how easy life is for them... living in the sun, surfing every day, eating al fresco. We'll tell them how hard we worked to get where we are, that they should work hard too so that they can enjoy the fruits of their labour.
And they will roll their eyes and stomp off, grumbling about Mum and Dad's 'life lecture' that they've heard a HUNDRED times before!