Living the Dream – 21. Moving On

Moving on from Nero

In my last post, I compressed ten days into a few paragraphs. For Margaret and I, those ten days felt like ten months. We are both still sad. We both miss Nero and we will never forget him. That, is as it should be.
Every night, we listen to Nero’s assailant barking.
That, is not, as it should be.
I’m not going into the action that we are taking – but we have spent time with the police, the local authority and retained legal counsel.

Bureaucracy

In between vet visits, we got the ball rolling on a variety of ‘immigration admin’. The car is now registered – she got her Cypriot paperwork faster than we did. As an only slightly political aside – we had to pay duty. Bringing in our personal, duty paid, vehicle from an EU country, to another EU country, we had to pay duty. Frictionless eh?
We started the process of getting our residence permit. Yes, we are EU citizens and therefore can exercise the right of freedom of movement etc…but actually, we can’t. For example, we need to take private health insurance, and we need to demonstrate that we won’t be a drain on the Cypriot state. Cypriot citizens don’t have to do that. We need to jump through several hoops to be permanent residents here. #justsayin

Winter is coming

The evenings are chilly up in the village now. In comparison with the UK, that’s nonsense. I’m sitting outside in the dark, typing away. It’s 16 degrees centigrade, so 70 degrees Fahrenheit, but it feels cold to us now. I’m still swimming every day, but long-term residents think I’m certifiable.

Settling In

Mags has done amazing work getting the house setup. Our furniture is in place, our clothes in the right wardrobes and the house feels more like a home every day – with one obvious exception.

We both know there will be more dogs in our lives, but how and when – we don’t know that yet.

Time to get on with #livingthedream

One thought on “Living the Dream – 21. Moving On

  • Reply Maria 13th November 2018 at 11:34 pm

    Early days Stuart, early days…
    The house looks fabulous and I’m envious of 16 degrees, I’m sitting in my lounge and it’s bloody cold. I think the wood burner will be in use by the weekend.

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