I'm 66 and my husband is 63. We've both very active people. We've just sold our lovely large period cottage with a large garden and orchard and bought a modern four bed in a village with all the amenities - bus stop outside, shop, pub, post office, fish and chip shop. Half an hour by bus to nearest city and about five minutes to nearest small town, for when we can't drive. The main driver is to be nearer our only daughter and son-in-law to look after their baby a couple of times a week when she goes back to work. We're about half an hour from them, which we thought was a respectful distance, so no-one's crowded. The other reason is that while we're managing fine now, we know increasingly that may not prove the case. My husband is very practical and there's always stuff needing doing in our old house, which I would find difficult to organise tradespeople to do instead. Also while we have got rid of the mice which try to come in every autumn by using sonic plugins, these have to go in the roof as well as the house and the thought of mice petrifies me, so I couldn't cope with that on my own!!!! Moving is not for the fainthearted!!! I've moved many times but the legal side of it now seems so much more complex and lengthy. We've been lucky, our buyers are very nice people who were very reasonable and didn't push for any reduction after the survey, which of course showed up things as our house is over 250 years old. Our new house has one more bedroom and bathroom than we have here, and a much smaller garden. We'll be sad to leave our cottage, but it's the right time for us. An un-looked for by-product is that we've liquidated a nice bit of cash too. I'll just be glad to wake up at the beginning of August when it will all be over and we'll be in our new home, albeit surrounded by boxes. I think the key is to do it before you think you need to, it's a punishing, stressful and tiring process. We have been fortunate to have each other to lean on and it would have been so hard had this not been the case. My parents future-proofed their house which meant that my dad was able to live down-stairs when he got frail, but the huge garden was a nightmare to manage, so as well as looking after him we had to get people in to do the garden - I promised myself I would not put my daughter in that situation, It's not fair to do that - so yet another pressing reason for us to do it now!
How do I bring this issue up with our neighbours?
The glaze on our fingers and toes

I can't imagine living anywhere else. The thought of leaving this house makes my blood run cold.