...I moved to this house.

After a long and quite funny trip across Europe we arrived in England. Stayed in a house hubby had rented for us for a few days and on the 13 of November 2000 we moved to this house.

The main reason for not staying in the first one was quite funny.
We arrived late at night and just colapsed in some beds.
In the morning when we looked outside the window to check on our view, I had to rub my eyes to make sure I was seeing well.

Our view was a huge, huge cemetery!

The girls panicked, I panicked, we said no,no,no,no,no,no, we are NOT staying here! Quite funny.

So, we started actively looking for a new home and found this one and it was okay, actually at the time it looked wonderful!

Well, we didn't know there were prostitutes working outside,so it was great! But then again,is there any place in the world where they don't work?

It was quite funny when someone asked me: How much?

And just a few days after we were here we bought a car and our neighbours stole it and smached it.

Quite funny that we moved from Brazil because we thought it wasn't safe for the girls.

But apart from all the buts, it has been a great experience.

I better start feeling at home, it's about time...I think...

This is a great country, full of oportunities and I am very thankfull for everything good that happened.

If Portugal was so great I wouldn't be here, so thank you England, thank you Liverpool.:)

xx