I'm also emigrating. I've bought the typical old farmhouse somewhere in the Eurozone that isn't Spain or France. No excuse for not going to church on Sunday, either. I aim to start craft brewing in the barn but am going to enjoy renovating the 300-year old defensible farmhouse first. Yes, there is a local market for craft beer - they're about 10/15 years behind the curve so think UK microbrewing circa the millennium. It isn't going to be big or generate huge sums - it just needs to 'wash its face' as my ex-colleagues would say. And be enjoyable.
On the one hand, I'm delighted that I'll be somewhere safer, healthier, infinitely more pleasant and with an incomperable quality of life. On the other, I feel a bit of a shit at deserting you all and leaving you all to it.
I've no idea whether I'll have the routine and inclination to continue blogging, whether events in the UK will still cause the same level of indignation and outrage that prompted me to start back in 2007. Or whether like others I'll get financially wiped out by the next crash and end up as a car park attendant living in a trailer park in Margate or something. Still, the joy of life is taking the risks.
Blogging will resume shortly ..