We've just moved! after 20 years in our previous house and over 35 years in the same area.
This is my 11th house. Grew up in Surrey, where we moved 3 times, the second time was to a larger house when my maternal grandfather died and my grandmother didn't like being on her own, she sold her house, we sold ours and bought a bigger house to accommodate her, she had her own part of that. A couple of years after she died, we downsized because we didn't need the extra space. Then aged 21 or so I moved out to Shepherds Bush, West London to live with my boyfriend who eventually became my first husband husband, That place was a bit cramped, I don't count it, was only there for weeks rather than months. We moved to a rented a flat in Croydon, which is allegedly is a dodgy area now, but we didn't have any problems back then in the 1970s We had the ground floor of a big Victorian house, our landlords lived upstairs in the rest of the house, it was pretty big, we became good friends with them, baby sat their children, looked after various animals when they went away. We also had a lovely West Indian family next door, three generations the matriarch of the family was very traditional and dressed up in all her Sunday best to go to the Pentecostal church on the corner of the street . If they were having a barb b cue and we were in the garden, they passed us Jerk Chicken and other lovely spicy things over the fence. Then we managed to buy our own house moved back to Surrey, we felt very grown up! God knows how we did it, we didn't have any savings and we were still only mid twenties, but husband was climbing the greasy pole working for an American bank by then who gave employees mortgages with a 3 per cent interest rate which was a big deal at the time, not anymore
We went out to Australia soon after for a while, because he got the offer of transferring out there plus a lot of his family were already in Oz, we also managed to get resident visas, but then for various reasons decided against moving to Australia and soon after that we split up. Mid 80s, I married again and moved to what is now West London, Middlesex having disappeared some time ago. We had two quick moves during our first three years there, both Victorian cottages, one much larger than the other. First son was born during that period. Then we moved to one of my favourite houses an Edwardian semi, the house grew with our family when we extended up into the loft. We were there about 13 years or so. Moved a mile or so nearer the kids schools, this time a 3 storey town house with communal gardens that went down to the River Thames. We always knew that this house had one storey too many and it was never going to be our forever house, and we knew the stairs would get to us in the end
Plans were afoot to move when my second son went to university we were already scouting various towns in Surrey. A couple of abortive attempts, we finally moved just into West Sussex, a detached 20 year old 4 bedroomed house not really a down size more a sideways move, to accommodate the various children and grandchildren when they eventually get to visit us. Still only 30 miles from where we moved from, I really like this area, we are 2 miles outside a lovely market town with loads of amenities including a John Lewis, yet the surrounding area has a rural feel about it, I like the fact that I can see the Surrey Hills in the distance, it's quieter than West London far less manic.