It was quite a shock to come home from work and see this:
It's not the most inconspicuous of For Sale signs, but then I guess they're not meant to be hidden away behind a tree. It stands proud about six feet high and is visible from the English side of the Severn Estuary.
Strangely, I feel vaguely guilty about selling up. I have paranoid visions of my neighbours (none of whom I really know) peering through their net curtains and making comments about our lavish aspirations. "How dare they move house in the middle of a recession!" "This estate isn't good enough for them, eh?"
It's almost as if I'm betraying my local community by moving to another ... even though we're not really part of one.