Wherever I Lay My Hat...

Pagham, Bognor Regis, Hunston, Southampton, Chalvey, North Bersted, Slough, Bognor Regis, Langley, Chalvey, Slough, Bournemouth, Westbourne, Batheaston, Bradley Stoke, Cheltenham, Crowthorne, Christchurch (New Zealand), Crowthorne, North Bersted, Bognor Regis, Chichester,...?

The old Marvin Gaye classic which Paul Young later made famous goes:
"Wherever I lay my hat, that's my home...", well that's certainly true of me too!
Based on a minimum of one months residence, the above is an exact and accurate listing in chronological order of all the locations that I've lived in since leaving the 'family home' as a young adult.
There was a bit of 'back-and-forth' between Sussex and Berkshire for a while, which is why certain locations feature more than once, but by my reckoning it averages out at around a new 'home' more-or-less every 12 months.

So as my 44th birthday appears upon the horizon I feel quite justified in calling myself a ramblin' man.
Who knows where I'll end up next?
I do know where I'd like to live next (Sandhurst in Berkshire with a sweet special lady & her two lovely young girls, while there's still time left and the chance is still a possibility?)...but unfortunately that's not up to me at this moment in time.
Alternatively, maybe I'll finally get my own place once again, after staying with friends for the past few years.
The last time that I had a place solely of my own was in Cheltenham from May to December 2008.

I've discussed at length all the various dwellings and homes in my previous series of blogs ~ please see link attached below:

http://aspiritualjourneytofindahome.blogspot.com/

The journey itself felt like my home, and living a rather nomadic existence with minimal possessions seemed to suit me just fine.
But now as I'm getting older, and after finally attempting to get some stability in my life, both financially and emotionally, I find myself looking at things with a different perspective.
I'd like to put down some roots and live a family life of my own.
I may be too old to start my own family, but I'm perfectly happy to inherit or adopt someone else's.
When I say I'm too old, it's not physically my age (there's still plenty of lead in the old pencil yet - Lol) ~ it's just that probably the opportunity may have have passed me by. Having said that you never know what's around the corner and what suprises may be in store?
Truth be told, I'm getting tired of being on my own and would love to settle down with that special and precious lady in my life...but if it's not to be, then so be it as life goes on.
As one door closes, another one opens up...time will tell, I guess?

No matter what the future holds in store, I'll take it on the chin and try to live life to the full.
Or as my mate, Ange in NZ says, I'll have to 'Man-Up' and deal with it! Lol.

Ramblin' Steve