By Dagmar Bere
It was the new millennium and time for new adventures. My husband Mike and I were both in our mid-fifties and had lived in Dorset for the last 26 years. We had raised a family of three, who had all flown the nest and were happily settled in their own careers. So we sold the family house and disposed of almost three decades of accumulated possessions. Our children had first choice of furniture, ornaments and anything el se they fancied; piles of long out-dated clothes went to charity shops. The few remaining valuables and sentimental belongings went into long-term storage…we were possession-free and it felt so liberating.