Learning the ropes... and the quirks!

We're slowly expanding into our new environment. That means not only unpacking, sorting, arranging, discarding and contemplating, but also acquiring new habits. For instance, locking and unlocking the front door a different way from what we've been used to; discovering how our new, fancier stove works and becoming reconciled to the fact that it's electric not gas. And we discovered a small leak in the roof, not when the rain was pouring down (chucking it down as they say in the UK!) yesterday, but a week or so ago when the rain was fairly light. We think the drips had something to do with the wind direction.

Well, this is an old house. Built in 1964, one of my least favourite periods in the history of architecture. But you know what? It's nice to live in. Apparently this particular model was featured in Chatelaine magazine as a marvel of modernity. This is what it looks like:

I suppose every house has its quirks. In our old (much newer) home, the light switch for the second bathroom was behind the door!

A minute ago I heard the click-like bang of our letter box being closed. Something else to get used to. No more heading out to the communal boxes for us even though looking for letters was always a welcome excuse to get outside. Except on really cold, windy, blizzard-like winter days of course! And yes, I do still receive the odd birthday card and letter. Very welcome they are too!