So moved from an English urban metropolis to the North Wales coast.

So far, so good.

On Tuesday, we had no landline, broadband, cooker or TV… and the first train out of Holyhead said Birmingham New Street. The boy was not the only one who wanted to be on it. On Saturday, the cooker and the TV are fixed. Landline and Broadband are coming by late February.

I leave Birmingham with so many happy memories and a sense of many things well done, even if some of them are unfulfilled.

I am now here in Holy Island.

It is beautiful and bleak.

The boy had a fabulous time at school yesterday, which was a relief. How could anything be better than Bartley Green School?

What has impressed me most is the overwhelming hospitality and welcome.

Use the phone

Have a meal

Open doors

Even an offer to teach me the National Anthem.

The adventure is beginning.

Much more later, I imagine.

It is a beautiful and bleak area: