The estuary. Especially when seen from the train during spring mornings, when the sun is in the West and shines its light to reveal the true beauty of the Exe’s east bank and the hills beyond. Also: little egrets.

Exmouth shops. The town might be the second biggest settlement in Devon proper, but it has still a fair amount of ‘village shops’, the presence of which can not be annulled by the likes of Somerfield, Boots and Woolworths. I get all melancholic when I think about my weekly round of shops, getting bacon from the butcher, salmon from the fish monger and what not from the health food shop.

Apart from those, I can not wait for us to move. There is a point when ones possessions become so manyin comparison to the dimensions of a flat that keeping it tidy becomes almost impossible. We had reached that point a while ago. Having a home ‘office’ in the corner of the living room, although a big improvement from spending four nights a week away from home, is far from ideal either.

Fortunately, three weeks are not very long. Given what needs to be done, they actually are rather short. And then we will be based in Exeter. I have not seen many places in England, but I doubt there are many I like as much as I like Exeter. And no matter whether it’s for the pop Pop!, for the football, for the city or just for us, you should come round and visit.