It was strange today, locking up the old Rectory for the last time and handing in the keys to the Estate Agent. I lived there for eight years, and the house was part of many sorrows as well as joys. The good bit is that it is all sold, the new owners move in tomorrow, and the parish has some spare funds again! The bad bit is standing in the living room for the last time remembering all the happy bits.
Houses are like that. The very walls seem to hold memories, and I had a wee nostalgic trip down memory lane. However, some things have to be let go, and St Andrew's Cres was one of these things. I come back to the new abode and know in my heart of hearts that we did the right thing, not only for the parish, but for us too.