We're in

We are finally in our new house and have had two nights there. So far we're loving it and have discovered the following:
It doesn't have a smoke alarm. I didn't notice the toaster was buggered and the toast was burning to a crisp and filling the high ceilings with smoke until Scarlett called out from the back garden in the manner of Steve McQueen in The Towering Inferno.
It is so big, we call 'where are you?'.
There is road noise from the very big main road we are close to, but we quite like it as background noise
We do not miss living under the flight path
Our old house might have been small but it had fantastic storage. Our new house is bigger but has very little.
The house is so big we have shoved everything we can't find a place for or don't know what to do with into two rooms we don't use yet and have closed the doors. When that happens, those boxes, those skis and that wedding dress simply do not exist.
Wooden floors are lovely but your feet get very dirty by the end of the day.
Having a huge garden is a great way of wearing out small children by throwing a ball for them to run after, over and over
Telephone companies all over the world are staffed by gibbering, drooling idiots who think it is helpful to say 'If you could stop raising your voice and swearing I'll try and help you.'
Scarlett thinks her new room 'is lovely' but is a bit freaked out by sleeping in it
Pam the cat is still living at our old house and we don't feel that inclined to go back and get her. Is this wrong?
We have lots and lots and lots of stuff even after we threw half of everything we own away.
We are very happy with our decision to move.
Once we are a bit more organised I will post some photos of the house.