The reoccurring dream came back to haunt me last night. I'm back in the house of horrors in Pontrug, (though it has been done up), and I'm desperate to get back here. It's always an emotional dream that leave me pondering for days. I guess the trigger this time was trying to sort out the house insurance. Having been with one company for years we were shock at the increase in price. Honestly, we had to re-think. This cottage and its location may not be everyone's dream but this little house on the hill is the base camp for my life. Though I fear the future, I just can't imagine living anywhere else ....