For me, the answer is nowhere.
My parents divorced when I was a teenager and I moved to a bedsit, I've moved so many times since then that there is nowhere I feel is home.
I've lived in Lincolnshire, London, Bristol and many areas in Berkshire.
For me, it's a case of Wherever I lay my hat, that's my home.
I'm happy where I am now, there are people around, unlike on the boat where Steve always moored away from other people.
I had a neighbour years ago who complained bitterly about living so far from her home village even though it was only half a mile away.
I didn't stay long at the BBQ as it was a bit too peopley, I struggle to hear in large social occasions, I used to rely on my lip-reading skills but I can't see well enough to go that any more
Steve claims he is unhappy but whether he really is or whether he just has to complain I'm not sure.
I will try Beano on grain free food but as his allergy is seasonal I'm not sure it will help. He has an allergy shampoo already and refused to take his steroid medication, even when it was crushed into his food. He also refused antihistamines.
There is a chilly breeze today so I'm wearing leggings under my dress, purple leggings under a dark red dress. They clash, but there is only a couple of inches of leggings showing as my summer dresses are almost ankle length. It's one of the joys of being a shortarse, the dress should be just below my knee.
I bought some Snag leggings, three pairs, one each blue, shocking pink and purple. Steve hates them, he would like me dressed head to toe in black. The leggings are brilliant, quite thick and best of all they have pockets!