Hi there, moving diary coming up, will try not to bore you all rigid!
BACKGROUND
We had never thought about visiting Cyprus, it just hadn’t featured on our radar at all, until 2000. We were into Greek Islands, Lesvos and Crete mainly but in 2000 we booked a holiday with friends for mid July in Kefalonia, and a week in Paris in August to celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary. On July 14, 2000 I went to work feeling a bit dizzy, which began to get worse so I drove (yes drove) to the doctor who said Labyrinthitis it will clear up in a few days. By the time I left the doctor I couldn’t drive the car so my husband had to come and get me, by the afternoon I was too dizzy to walk and was crawling across the floor and throwing up every 10 minutes. By the evening I was in hospital where I stayed for a week while they ruled out strokes etc. It was indeed Labyrinthitis but a very bad case, so both holidays were cancelled, and by some horrible irony the doctor who treated me in the hospital was due to be on the same plane to Kefalonia! Anyway, by September I could walk about and just about manage, so we went off to the travel agent to find a holiday destination which would be not too far, as we had no idea how flying would affect the residual dizziness, and somewhere that would still be hot. So Cyprus it was.
When we arrived at Paphos airport and drove from the airport to the hotel in the TOKR, we were unimpressed after being used to beautiful, calm, uncommercial Greek Islands here we were driving past such venues as Ye Olde English Sheepdog Pub, we thought what have we come to. The next couple of days we hated, then slowly we began to find the beautiful places and realised that a bit of commercialism was actually quite good, and that after a day on the beach, or sight seeing, to wander along the seafront and into the odd gift shop made the evening more enjoyable than just sitting in a taverna on Lesvos watching the world go by. By the end of the holiday we were hooked.
Over the next few years we visited Cyprus once a year and began to think about the possibilities of early retirement, I am 55, Richard 61. I started researching all aspects of living and buying in Cyprus and by 2006 we took the plunge and bought a resale townhouse on a small development in Peyia, it was very scary. The main reason we bought then was because over the previous few years we had seen house prices go up steadily and thought that if we waited much longer we would only be able to afford a rabbit hutch. Although not absolutely dependent on rental to help fund the purchase (we had remortgaged our UK home to buy the Cyprus one) we felt that renting out the property would be helpful, but as it was fully furnished and in a beautiful condition, we feared that holiday lets would spoil it, so, despite knowing it would prevent us from staying in the property, we put it with an agent who found us long term tenants who have had it ever since, they leave this coming April. Imagine how frustrating it has been to go on holiday to Cyprus and not to be able to stay in our own place!
MOVING ON
We live in an Edwardian house that we bought as two very tatty flats 16 years ago, and over the years Richard (husband) has renovated it, when he had the time and when we had the money. So our next problem was to complete the renovations speedily and get the house on the market. Since last March we have spent every evening and every weekend working on the house, I have painted six rooms and the hall and landing while Richard knocked the rooms at the back of the house into one big new kitchen. Just before Christmas we put the house on the market, despite the fact that the old kitchen needed converting into a downstairs loo and utility room, which Richard is working on as I type! Anyway, we have a buyer and solicitors have been instructed.
THE FUTURE
The plan now, assuming the sale goes through, is to rent a property for six months with our eldest son, who had moved back home, while he waits for some money from shares which will come in August, in order for him to put a deposit down and get a mortgage, at which point we will make the final move. The logistics are dreadful, the removal men will have to put in store the stuff we want to take to Cyprus, also my son’s stuff to go to his new house, but this must be kept separate, take to the rental house our personal possessions which will then have to go to Cyprus, and take my son’s personal possessions which will have to go to his new house. The possibilities for a monumental cockup are endless!
To be continued………………….
Cheers
Milly
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