We have had a day off from house hunting, enjoying the company of our friend and our dogs as we sat on the docks in Bristol over a bacon and egg sarnie watching the world go by (and wishing we were going with them) .
Tonight it is the WC final, and all three of us are bored (both dogs are asleep), so much so that an early night is looking as tempting as last night when we gave up on the third/fourth place playoff between Holland and Brazil.
My brother called from NZ on Friday and I was on the phone for almost an hour. He has boosted our spirits, wishes he was closer, and if he could ensure we would qualify for citizenship/residency, we would be on the plane tomorrow. However, we have too much against us (no qualifications, too old, not enough money to name just a few) to take such a chance which is more than likely to result in us being deported with nothing, even though he and his wife would fight for us (more money, which neither he or us have).
He has however encouraged us to pursue another line, and knows that Hubby and I work well as a team and have never let anything totally defeat us. EVER.
Our friend is being equally supportive, and we are here for a while to follow up our enquiries. I am so lucky to have three such wonderful men in my life. 🙂